Treasure Island

Suman Kumar Das


A message to Flowers


Hello! Blossoming flowers
of coming morn!
Shine yourselves
with rising Sun.
Presto! Fancy new dream
in the day light,
Otherwise you will fall down
in the dark night.

Carry on spreading
your sweet scent,
With loving heart
full of incessant grit.
Short life can give you
all laurels and honour.
As one lives in deed
not in year.

Do not boast of
your ancestors’ achievement.
Rather imitate their goodness
for the betterment.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 25, 2013

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