Abandoned Flowers
Belief and love in all way
Seem as dream,
Lofty and lusty desires
Dance on fire
As result of our own deeds
And the brook of belief bleeds
With grief and seems no relief
Penances take strong roots
To loot sacred melodious flute
Being aware, we remain mute,
We have been as
Abandoned Flowers
As if without 'Gardener'! ! ! ! !
Written by: Narendra Rai
Talhar Badin, Sindh...
poem by Narendra Rai
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