With The Stars And The Flowers Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

With The Stars And The Flowers



There is love in my heart
You do not know it
The limits of it,
I want to be
With the stars,
With the flowers,
With the painted ladies
Flitting from one flower to another.

Talk I with the star,
With the flower,
See I the butterfly flying over
And flitting upon,
The winkles of those stars
Taking far from
And marking the beauty
Of the studded skies,
The scent of the jasmines coming.

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