I am waiting for your coming,
In my dream and living,
My days will be fragrant,
When you will play your flute!
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Lord is your garland and you remember God at each moment. In God's absence life cannot be bloomed at all. Life needs care and responsibility. Conscience is given by God. By his grace your day becomes fragrant. This is a very nice poem with beauty of expression...10
Wow! Wow! Lord is garland of hoe. You are very pious and a kind person dear poetess Budhashaya. I love your poems! Thank you very much! Full vote!