The Flower Poem by Subrata Ray

Flower blooms to hold love,
And proves a bridge to fill,
The unsaid gap of two maps,
That magnets feeling in reels.

A flowers face, emits mystic rays,
And reveals a nowhere of distant call,
Love a flower, praise its beauty,
But never take a dip to fall.

The flowery girls in the passage way,
Stir imagination and arrest your concern,
Love the beauty, and link no desire to burn.

You may pluck a flower to worship the Lord,
And make it a symbol of your self- submission,
The divine flower blooms, to fulfill your mission.