Dead people receive more flowers
Than living ones
Because regret is stronger
than gratitude

In the garden where
The sun shines so bright
And the little birds sing
So softly day and night and
With petals soft like whispers of lace
It greets the dawn with a radiant grace

And the colourful flowers
Are all smiling and dancing
In the warm sunlight and
There happy faces turned to the blue sky
As busy bees go buzzing by
It drinks the rain a gentle sip
From morning dew upon its lip

So let us remember as days twist and twine and the
Sunlight is just like beautiful wine and
To find joy in moments our spirits align
Like the smiling flowers that graces our view and
May we share our own smiles bright pure and true.

There is so much of happiness in a flower,
If you are receptive, it will shower.
Thousands in colors, and still to explore,
Yet countless, nature has in store.

To please the gods, they hold the power,
Their beauty shines hour by hour.
Each morning they blossom, round the year,
Ordination to gods, we use them during prayer.

Nectar so sweet, a gift from mother nature,
Where hearts and minds meet, joy, they offer.
In names they are known, nature’s favor,
In every language, their grace is shown all over.

They melt stone hearts like butter,
Bringing warmth to the soul, a charmer.
Even the hardest hearts can't ignore,
The eternal blessing they have in store.

Like mothers, they're givers, gentle and pure,
Harm them not, of that be sure.
Even the bitter will come to adore,
The beauty of flowers, forevermore.


By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

Roses blooms in velvet dress
Colors shining under the moonlight
Outstretched petals soft caress
Beautiful colours everywhere and
There sweet fragrance fills the air
Elegant beauty beyond compare
Symbols of love in shades so bright.