Another updated poem. The relevance of this poem with current events are given after the poem.
The Loving Gardener.
The shining sun upon all creations of God, smiled,
Silence way upon the hill took her sleep,
As morning through the valley spread, unopposed.
When weeds with their flowers in pride stood,
And later with the naughty wind danced,
And gave a handful of pollen to spread far,
Oh life once again screamed, in every corner of nature.
Gardens of all kinds people built,
As old and new houses alike brightened,
In the middle of them in new colors of all kinds,
Giving thought, how wonderful hearts of those owners are.
Steps always slowed around the Garden Street,
As to see at least one owner mind always wished,
Never ever anyone seen in those gardens with flowers filled,
Still the smiles of flowers, made mind to dance with them.
On that day, as usual eyes made legs so slow,
And then I saw her pruning a rose plant in the evening light,
Every flower in shyness waited to be touched by her,
As far more beauty on her face one can see.
Can’t stop as the world and her may only think all wrong,
Still heart stopped for a moment or two,
Then to me with a smile she looked,
As if reading every thought in this poetic mind.
Every beautiful feeling every sense in mind ever came,
Merged all and gave the ink to write these lines in mind,
And looking into her eyes in my mind I said,
“In your eyes a hundred lines of verses sleep,
Lucky I will be if at least one line of verse I can wake
With the blessing from those smiles I can steal,
And let the world knowing that soul will always live in love”.
Then I knew she indeed read my mind,
As in giggles she ran back to her home holding,
A bunch of lucky flowers that felt her touch,
Giving one more glance and that pretty smile,
When closing the material door,
Leaving spiritual ones open.
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First of all my sincere apologies for not doing shows for couple of days as I promised and in one of the live shows I said I am going to release a brand new poem. I was not able to finish the poem.
Back to this poem. When I first wrote this poem I didn’t have any specific person in mind. I was in Overland Park, Kansas. USA. The whole thought got triggered when I saw people preparing for the arrival of spring. Sowing seeds and planting perennials. The relevance came years later…
In 2014 I was working part-time at Boston Store. I was in charge of the Young Men’s area and I saw a movement among the ‘Levi’s” jeans racks and I went there to check. I saw a girl there who happens to be from the corporate. I introduced myself to her and we talked a bit and she left. Well, she left an impression in my mind. Life took me out of the store and I was going through some turbulent times. I fought with a manager and walked out of that job. Still I walked around the mall and store almost everyday. After more than 2 years one day while I was walking in the store and one of the Senior Associates was coming with another manager and she told “Go and put on your badge and get back in here, We need you” the manager agreed. At that time I was in 15 different minds to join or not as I have another job to do during day time. Then right between them I saw the corporate girl walking towards us. I said “Yes, I will come back”. When I was walking out of that store I was trying hard to remember these four lines
“In your eyes a hundred lines of verses sleep,
Lucky I will be if at least one line of verse I can wake
With the blessing from those smiles I can steal,
And let the world knowing that soul will always live in love”.
Well nothing much happened after that though, as romance always don’t happen to people who feel connected. And I ended up having zero ideas how to talk to someone who is not really interested in talking to me beyond “Hello, how are you”. But for a poet yeah those small encounters is all matters to write and be inspired.
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