A Lovely Pink Lotus Poem by Lalit Vivekanand Kamble

When I looking towards sky
Light touches my face and says hi

Blowing wind kisses my chicks and doing Hi-Fi
That's time I am a happy guy

Morning light in my eyes like a spark
It Wants to vanish my past dark

Night was full of fear
And now light asking me to switch the gear

At night I had cold blood
a shut bud surrounded by mud

But Mr Grower blows on me his blissful focus
I realised that I am a lovely pink lotus

As Mr Grower goes high and high
Miss Bees started kissing me and then fly

One guy sat near bank on his knees
He watches me from hour, I don't know what he sees
Do you?
By Lalit Vivekanand Kamble