My Flower Dried
My garden is beautiful
With a variety of flowers
A gaze itself is cheerful
Attracts all viewers
Morning I was delighted
To see a fully blossomed rose
Thoughts of my love excited
My emotions too rose
Joyfully I plucked
Left it on her dressing desk
Even from office I asked
Her not to forget among other task
I was exalted while return in evening
Saddened to see it unused but dried
I have no words to express my feeling
I have no clue too, as my soul too cried!
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