My seeds sown in their garden
grew and multiplied
in the papers.
In reality they were shrinking
in the weathers,
sufficient five square meals then
not even one today.
If these should be grown
I should arrange anyhow
a garden of mine
It left me something to think, i guess the poem sprout my interest.
Many a thing we do for others without expecting any rewards and it comes back to us in some or the other form. Profound Poem 10**
They grown but not to feed u, to feed others... But surely some will come for you from your work or from others. I heard...Life and balance are twins. So keep it up any venture u want to invest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Impressive. Seeds sprout when sown in a bed and watered. But to grow and flower, they need something more than food (in the form of manure) . They need the sunlight of love… Have you given them that, dear poet? 5*s