Flowers Of Worship

Flying colors of lovely flowers

Make the drizzling sweety showers

In all of them, is me the one

Never looked upon by anyone

My brothers & sisters laughed aloud

And were taken away in the crowd

Where the mob appreciated them

And a million eyes praised to them

But I was alone in my field

Over me, there was a shield

Considering self as an unfortunate

I was quiet but passionate

And one day, I was chosen

Not by the crowd, but a person

Took me away in his hand

Very far off from this land

Dedicated at the feet of Lord

In my heart, the love got poured

And now I know my pride's tip

The flowers are not marketed,

That is meant for Worship...