Growing wild in mind and thoughts
Forest of this universe is amazing
Beauty of nature embraces mind again
In lap of leaves and branches we see.
You see, seven hundred bunches here
Little wild flowers smile in joy
Divine has sprinkled grace over them
Mind adores every word they speak.
Twinkling pink rosy stars they are
In the sky of wild forest leaves
They shine with fortune to give us
Freshness of mind sings with them.
Artist is super father he is nice
Very neatly painted mind of wisdom
I offer seven hundred bunches to him
Flowers are his gifts, only I watch.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,14 November 2016. All rights reserved.
Artist is super father he is nice Very neatly painted mind of wisdom I offer seven hundred bunches to him Flowers are his gifts, only I watch. A lovely description.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even I love flowers a lot...they are neither innocent nor ignorant..but divine....enthralling poem- 10