*** The Flower Seller Poem by RAJ NANDY
*** The Flower Seller
***THE FLOWER SELLER
The boy who sold flowers had bright
eyes,
Some bunches were small and others
medium sized.
He sold them all for a moderate price;
Though some lovers for their sweethearts
paid an extra price!
But no one knew how the boy got his
flowers,
Stolen from a graveyard during early
morning hours!
But the flowers remained indifferent
and remained as flowers,
Our Kashmir Valley was ‘a paradise’ once, -
full of flowers!
-Raj Nandy
10 Mar 09
New Delhi
wowwwwwww the irony well captured O kashmir --my love -10 anjali
what an irony- you have captured beauty, pain, a boy's way of earning an honest wage. Raj, amazing lines flowers remained indifferent and remained as flowers... so meaningful, eternal truth OUR kASHMIR VALLEY WAS ONCE- FULL OF FLOWERS- an ultimate lamentation...what things have come to be... 20/10
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4/25/2024 4:32:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The flower seller is endearing. It does not matter where he got his flowers. A touching story.10/10 Kind regards, Sandra