My Garden

My Garden

A Poem by Maan
"

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 

© 2012 Maan


Author's Note

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

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Kes
The imagery in this poem is fantastic. I cuold envision every scene.
Good write!
K


Posted 12 Years Ago


I like your imagery and how you set the mood. It was very peaceful and soothing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


You wrote this in such a manner that I was capable of envisioning the scene. I descriptive write that embraces the reader then drifts them off into a thoughtful trance as it ends. Wonderful!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very interesting personification of the flowers. I like the use of color. I don't read much poetry, so I don't have much else to add that could be useful to you.

Posted 12 Years Ago


A lovely write :))

Posted 12 Years Ago


Your poem has a flowery 'green' feel which engenders a very relaxed emotion. I talk to my fern but it has remarkably little to say to me. And I think my apple tree is mad at me for almost killing it. Interesting poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very interesting. I enjoyed reading this unique piece of poetry!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Beautiful description all along!!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Mi
sweet and heart touching..

Posted 12 Years Ago


This truly felt soul renewing. I like the flower's "personalities," and the line about listening to the lullaby of breeze and fountain was very soothing imagery. Great write!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on July 29, 2012
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Maan
Maan

Karachi, Sindh, Pakistan



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