The tulips in the far end of the flower beds,
are a little shy yet very much social.
Even the juvenile juhi overhead the gateway,
sent her fragrant love with the passing zephyr.
No one standing in the enemy zone smiles were,
shared jovially without any reasons.
The cacti greet everyone once in a while
with luminous eye-catching brightest hue.
No matter how busy the honey bees are,
they never forget the manner of taking farewell,
They bow down with gratitude after collecting
their precious treasure.
When things get extremely monotonous
and send them to a furious slumber,
The cuckoo sings melodiously for them
in sear bliss to keep them going.
Oh! How beautiful the azure sky looked
adorned with a pretty tiara in seven different hues,
It felt great after rain when the droplets
cascade down the petals appreciatively,
The sun brings balmy blessings of dawn from,
the Almighty for the humbled hearts.
