Like a rose
I blossom
In the hands
Of my Gardner
Nurturing my
Spiritual soul
Molding me
Into a fine being
Giving me the vision
To carry on with
A devout life.
© Aarzoo Mehek.
The Gardner is the Creator so in HIS merciful hand if we live all then all will be free from any guiltiness
After reading a fantastic poem on Pink rose now its turn of a Red Rose, I see a touch of spirituality and philosophy mixed with wishful thinking and a sincere prayer. We all wish to be nurtured by a gardener who will bring the best out from us and shape us in such a way that the inner beauty merges with the outer beauty but how often this happens? And I rest my thoughts here. A crafty poem, Dheron Duaaen...100++
Giving me the vision to carry on with a devout life. Beautiful words. Thanks.
A sweet poem....loved the delicacy of poetic expression. Top score and to my favourite!
It is so reassuring and positive. To place oneself in the care and proximity of the Almighty while discharging one's duties diligently is sure to be rewarded suitably like with a vision for a righteous life. Thank you, Aarzoo ji.
you are so bright, the Gardner should be very professional and caring, you always blossom with your colourful and beautiful poems, well done it is so powerful poem 10+ top mark
I blossom In the hands Of my Gardner Nurturing my Spiritual soul
A pure brilliant poem. " Rose" The rose that gives the best fragrance, The rose that pleases my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One comes into the world like a rose. The Gardener takes care of how one develops to shed some fragrance. Nicely conveyed in the poem.