One evening in the season of spring In the echo of the music of songbird sing I saw you standing near the wooden swing With a *** in hand having a small sapling.
The last few sun rays were falling where you stand Your fingers full of mud smells like beach sand You sprinkled water on the floret from another hand And placed it with other plants at the railing's end.
In your balcony, no place was spare Full of Roses, jasmine, pentas everywhere Herbs like aloe and basils were also there But you with that yellow flower is what made me stare
Me from my balcony in every sundown Secretly watching you while walking around You talking to plants trying to hear their sound Your garden is like your own small town.
I didn't know when this became a routine This constantly gazing and smiling in between Watching you flourishing your garden green While surrping the tea, is now my most favourite thing
Then one day suddenly Your eyes caught mine. We waved and smiled. You wiped the dirt off your cheek keeping trowel aside And said: "You watch me I know, every single thing I do When you walk with a pen, I also keep watching you Is there anything you really want to say Or this is nothing but just my dismay"
I was stunned having nothing to say Gathering some courage I replied, hey!... "Like these growing petals in the golden hue The times of our love will always be new So I here confess, in the sky shining blue I want that yellow flower along with you."
You cut those stems into two parts And said, "keep it with you as my heart So this is my love for you, sweetheart It'll keep us connected, even when we're apart."
I grew it in the brown *** of mine The plant of love bloom in divine