My Garden

I tried to hide myself from them but they are all I have now.

After many torturous days,

time is here to be with me,

with my friends,

with my lovers,

In my garden,

After nourishing them

I sat down on velvety grass,

starting again from where we left

sharing what is lost,

telling what is being found,

My friend Rose,

seems worried

looking and listening to me restless,

My love tulips, 

are humming

trying to distract me,

The humble jasmines, 

seem placid

leaning focused,

The naughty daisies, 

are tamed

hugging each other,

The sweet daffodils, 

are hiding tears

Ignoring respiration,

And I continued,

each flower,

each leaf of each tree,

coming closer,

to hold me, 

I stared and stared at the grass

from morning till sunset,

inhaling my friends essence,

feeling them,

telling them,

and 

I lay down quiet

near garden’s fountain

when I got tired of crying

I lay down in silence,

listening to the lullaby of breeze

and fountain, 

felt peace

as someone wants to take me

to somewhere lull

I lay down and I slept

unaware of myself, in truce

In my garden 

Author's Note

I've nothing to say about this one. :) Do let me know your views about it.

Reviews

[Pax]

absolutely beautiful thoughts from the start to end..
i really like how you describe each flowers and treat them as friends, just amazing.

[Renée]

Interesting & lovely thoughts

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Absolutely beautiful :)

[Skye]

Beautiful :)

[Serena]

Good imagry. The peom itself wraps you up into a world filled with beauty and flowers :)
Love it

[MOON]

Good presentation garden of comfort.

[The Jay]

Has the potential to be good, but at the moment it has too many mistakes to be anywhere near.

[Maan]

Let me know.

[The Jay]

The whole part about the different flowers, it seems out of order. Either make it more personal like the rest of the poem or remove it.
Shorten the poem a little. There are a few things that are redundant.
'Existence' in the first line is not right, use another word which will portray your meaning better like emptiness, or indifference. Something like after many days of emptiness, i finally have the time, to be with my flowers...

[Maan]

Ahh. I'm okay with as it is. I thought there are some awful grammatical mistakes. I'm happy with 'existences' too. :) . . Thanks any ways.

[The Jay]

There are. I did not know you wanted me to point them out.

[Maan]

OH. . Then just let me know about them.

[Dr. Wood ?]

It reads like a drama playing out in your mind as the garden takes over...great layout...I know no technical terms...Very good though