Is A Poet Such A Kid? Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

A jungle is wilder than a forest.
A forest is wilder than a garden.

The beauty of a garden
shows off the pride of a gardener.

The beauty of a forest
flaunts the pride of public or a private owner.

But the wild beauty of a jungle
smiles in the kind glory of the God.

Poetry grows
like a very wild tree or a flower or a herbal plant
only in a jungle
not in a forest
and never in a man-made garden.

Only some kids may play in a garden nice
and may think that the garden is the paradise!