The Tulip Garden

  The Tulip Garden 

 Dilip Bera

 Hanging my eyes and heart ,

 And paddle my thoughts in garden of Tulip .

 Sense are sinked in smell , 

 When I traveled amidst the garden . 

 Hide my imagine’s breathe besides the rows of Tulip 

 And I listened a welcome message from him .

 The crazy wind flowing heavily and shaked the heads of Tulip . 

 Seemed a beloved pined his absence for a long long time .

 And hugged her coldly .

 My drunken mind when dancing restlessly ,

 Deep silence within me fragmented 

 And in my shrunken heart settled you gently . 


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