In Natural Colors

 

In natural way

 

Not roses alone

That leads to intoxication

But makes an inside urge

To go in and forge

 

The human relation has something to do

To prove and pass through

Enough of trauma and pain

But at the same time to remain cheerful also

 

The flowers really pull

Towards their fold

And entire world

Seems so crazy about what has been told

 

The fragrance spreads around

And whoever touches grounds

Goes under long magic spell

And feel really well  

 

I am natural lover

And wound healer

I write and speak in natural way

My poems go in different way