Garden Moments Poem by Naveed Akram

Bordered on both sides by chunky boulders,
A garden has arrayed its flowers for all those watching;
It never bothers the rain, nor does the sun be a star
Of hot weather on this grassy lane of wet mud.
The garden delays your mistakes of the living to do,
Gathering wood is superior for it falsifies other worlds,
Reactions are gazed at by the flowers of such bloom
That colors have seized the retina, as if a fit.

Down into the street, a lazy spore is ejected
To gasp at the relief once experienced by experience.
The monsters are back and lunacy is the taint,
For flowers are laudable and so they force us to weep.
For down there where we are afraid of the others
A little miracle has musically appeared to cause
Excitement. This will do for the moments of gardens.