A Storm struck my Garden
Last night a storm visited my garden,
Broke every nook and corner of my yard,
Thunder and lightning played hide and seek game,
Last night my garden touched the firmament.
I was in deep slumber with dream violent,
Visiting in dream my tempest -born mind,
Pain of heart was pouring like rain on Being,
I was a lone pilgrim to view as seer.
Here and there on my arbor flowers spread,
On the ground they make a florid surface,
Tempest -struck glower like gory oblation,
The Storm was YOUR BLESSING I did realise.
I will give my mind like floral prayer,
Breaking the garden of my mind for YOU.
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@prabir Gayen 25/02/2019 – 11: 10 AM.
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