The Garden! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The garden that is made,
With pedicure turf,
Smooth as carpets,
With suffering leaves,
Rows of dwarfs,
Perfectly pruned,
Heightened trees,
Architecture,
And golden age,
Ponds are there,
With fountains and fish,
birds do sing,
with the choked throat,
animals do exist,
sculptured and painted,
very clean earth,
no worms found,
Chemical breeze,
Cloudy thoughts,
Sat on the benches,
Picture perfect,
The garden is made!