Being in the mist of flowers, why you looking so sadly
Flowers with flowers quarrel not, joy delights in joy?
To adore, why you pluck flowers and fix as you wish
Or else, getting the same, you throw it in the bush?
Looking at you, at this instant, an elegant couple
If be offended, how much, you don't know, would trouble
You? Oh my dear! You must always take every care-
Arbor beholds sweetness and is known to the lover.
Mark how- when sweet air blows in the arbor's heart
Flowers-fruits-leaves and branches immediately start
Dancing in joy; Happy parents and couple with their
Off-springs have got the same symphony to offer.
On your flower-like palm of hand, here is my promise
‘Though alone now, you won't be alone-I suppose! '
Dated: 19th July 2020.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem