The Flower Of Your Heart Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry

The Flower Of Your Heart

Rating: 4.8


I brought a flower to him.
The wise old man shook his head.
Child, he said
I made the trees and the flowers;
I made the sun that gives warmth,
I made the rains that water the trees
That give flowers and fruits.
These I have given to you,
And you bring them back to me?
Give me something that I do not have,
That I cannot create myself:
Your love, your faith, your sincerity.
I want the flowers of your heart.
These I do not have.
On these I live.
For these I come again and again
Knocking at your door like a mendicant
Accepting tortures and insults
And welcoming the crown of thorns.
For these in my lone and scented
Places I cry in silence.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Uma Ram 03 June 2015

Beautiful lines sir, but I know I am not that experienced to comment on your works sir. But still its a joy reading...thanks for the thought shared sir. Pleae do read my Love, A mind opener through a woman's heart. thank you sir.

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Dennis Field 24 August 2013

very heartfelt, nice to read

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Vera Sidhwa 24 August 2013

For these I come again and again. ...in my lone...and scented places I cry. I have felt this way at times. Your poem goes to my heart. ten of ten beautiful verse

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Clarence Prince 26 August 2013

This poem seems to have Godly feeling about it, I enjoyed the read! Blessings! ! !

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Dr Antony Theodore 30 October 2020

Knocking at your door like a mendicant Accepting tortures and insults And welcoming the crown of thorns. For these in my lone and scented Places I cry in silence. I want the flowers of your heart........ lovely. tony

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Give me something that I do not have, That I cannot create myself: Your love, your faith, your sincerity. I want the flowers of your heart. Wonderful poem that captures the heart with faith and love.......10

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Edward Kofi Louis 21 May 2016

Knocking at your door like a mendicant! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 05 May 2016

For these I come again and again Knocking at your door like a mendicant Accepting tortures and insults And welcoming the crown of thorns. For these in my lone and scented Places I cry in silence. sincereity, love, flower of the heart..... the Almighty, resounding nature of Jesus Christ..... thank you for this thought provoking poem. tony

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Thank you so much for the comments. I also got your request to read your writing. I certainly will do.last week I commented on your poem..if you die before me and gave it 10. I like the great sense of love in it. Mhabeer Beeharry

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Uma Ram 03 June 2015

Sir I have expressed my views too in Creator's Laughter...please do go through it too sir.Thank you for all your blessings sir.

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