Garden Of Love Poem by Khirod Dalpati

Garden Of Love



GARDEN OF LOVE

All alone, every morning and evening,
Unconsciously, My legs lead me
To the garden of Love.

My hands are forced
By my anxious Heart,
To shower fountains of water
Upon the Lovely Plant,
To bear the Golden Fruit of Love.

By: - Khirod Dalpati

Monday, September 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Me Poet Yeps Poet 30 September 2017

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