A bucket of flower
Placed on my table
May be without life
But gives the pleasure
Of achievement with
Unlimited peace.
That's not a
Traditional vase
But works in a rare way
to make me way out
Of my traditional approach
Being different
And be rare in
All pool of poor people.
living being and non-living being no difference my dear daughter, Everything is His.
Beautiful poem Silvi....Bouquet of flowers definitely give us a pleasure of achievement...A wonderful day to start with...Loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Greetings again. I really enjoyed this one and it is thought provoking. Well done and insightful piece. Loyd