O, flower,
You're heaven's face,
Pure bliss on this Earth,
You're god's smile,
Spreading joy for all
In enthralling fragrance,
And rush of sweet colours
Of variegated hues.
O, flower,
You're lovely charmer,
Music to my eyes;
You're true poetry
Composed by the nature
In rhythms of colours
And harmony of forms
In thousand little ways.
O, flower,
You're the nature's princess,
Lording over all beauty;
You're nectar to heart,
You give peace to it
In hundred little dreams,
A lullaby to my soul
In your lilting swings.
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