ODE TO FLOWER
Oh flower,
Oh my own flower
You are so smell
I love man not less
But you more
You are very beauty
All are love you
Oh flower
All flies are kissing you
You give enjoyment
From your fragrance
I am taking pleasure
From your blooming petals
Oh bloom,
Now I am so sad
You can comprehend
My feelings oh flower
I am missing my petals
And my venerable
preceptors
Oh flower
I can’t spend my days
Without my friends
And my good preceptors
Oh flower
For me my comrades
As you nothing when
The petals are dropped
down
I am zero when I
Separated from my dears
Oh flower
I dissolve in your aroma
It can to avoid
My sadness oh flower
BY
SUHAIL.K
KULATHUR
suhailsugushl@gmail.com
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