THE FLOWER AND ITS FLAVOUR - by Arul Santhosh.D - India

THE  FLOWER  AND  ITS  FLAVOUR by  Arul Santhosh.D -  India My life runs in a stream of questions; Seeing a flower, Adds but, more fragrance to its cluster! Oh! The aroma did it hold Made me unstable mould, There I did fall Just like a doll, Along the side of the breeze I stood in a freeze! Breathing the bud’s odour; Where I felt and did trust, Opened my heart of mist! Would the flower’s bud spew? Into my heart with its dew! Would it grant solution? To attain the final determination!