My Love

I wandered on-road and at the garden, I went,

it's beautiful, full of flowers where I bent.

Blue and pink, white and red as God sent,

I thought I'll enjoy nature and live in a tent.

Red I liked most, and it made me content,

It awakened my heart, arose my sentiment.

She is ever passionate to offer compliments,

To live life, we both are interdependent.

I picked and kept it in for get enjoyment,

I dreamt of my love of flowers in garments.