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
