Til Kumari Sharma
The different colours of flowers
Make me amazing.
I am looking to garden.
Butterflies are dancing.
I am alone in garden
To view nature that gives me joy.
The beauty in inner art of nature
Attracts my mind.
Roaming in garden to hide in flowers.
I am singing the words of deception.
I am singing the song of lost love.
The flowers are dancing in storm as me.
The storm is my strong creation.
That comes from my womb of mind
My sunshine as in grave
But there is garden of flowers too.
Grave as undead art in which small home is established.
My art of eternality makes my grave bright.
Really I am amazing in the art of words.
© Til Kumari Sharma ( Pushpa Bashyal )
Paiyun 7- Hile
Parbat
Now Kirtipur Kathmandu Nepal
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