Gardenia



Gardenia


I made a garden of flowers,
Implored all the flowers to bloom
But all of them did sleep in tight
And left me confined in gloom. 

I made a garden of fruits
And entreated my neighbours to come
Barren was my land in no time
And what I had were sure to gone. 

I made a garden of poems,
In snow grains rain I waited long
A few did come when told the world,
Basking sun, I made my song. 


© sabuj sarkar

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