Flower Life Poem by Sakib Jamal

How many the beautiful flowers want to bloom like Radha. At lover's hut, she likes to enjoy lively with youth amorous love. One day such a sweet Polianthes flower blooms in our village. She astonished, by seeing that - the big saints of the day time become the nocturnal thieves at her hut at night!

Polianthes was telling these to Malvales. The Malvales shouted by dancing her Nose ring - "Sister, how many mischievous hornet twinkle on my body even during the day!

Hearing this conversation, Nyctanthes, who already laying on the ground, says:
Does every flower live such a typical life, Dear?


Note: Here Radha means lover.