Daily Archives: March 15, 2017

My Flowers Talk


At times flowers seem to talk
at least to me, they do so.

The roses in my garden
white, red and yellow
call me for a play
I hold their hands
go in a merry go round.

Near my patio the Hibiscus ,
again in a colourful hue
yellow, red and orange
beckon me to come near
I embrace them all the more.

In my courtyard, the Basil
green and fragrant look solemn
bless me while I pray

I light the oil lamps
fall prostrate before the basil
an obeisance I do every evening.
The hours fly in such a way
I never feel alone in my home
which might be without people
but holds a lot of lively species
the flowers being one among them.
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