I am sorry

I cannot make apoem,I am sorry,
This is what you should not say.
Just open your window,
And peep out to hear,
The wind is singing lullaby,
to trees and creepers alike
All of whom have gone to sleep,
But look at the little rebel bud,
who bashfully reveals her beautful face,
But turns on one side while facing the wind.
“No, my dear child,don’t be afraid,”
says the wind to the little bud,
“you have to bloom,and spread the scent
to all including the bees,
So that you can bloom,and transform yourself in a fruit

and transform
And then transform yourself in a fruit


Published by krishnakumarpradhan2

Acommerce graduate from Pune,I practiced wit a chartered accountant for 3 years and having beentaken up as an audit assistant in a insurance organisation , worked there in various capacities for more than 43 years, and now retired and staying in Mumbai Interested in making poems in english, hindi, and mainly in marathirecorded in my blog http://bhashabharati.blospot.com,member of senior citizen's associations like "sobativileparle"and "dilasa"I have sent a recording to https://SoundCloud.comuser468313291geetkar,and a poem to http://poetsindia.com website http://gravatar/krishnakumarpradhan2, took part in freedom movement while studying at school,and in Goa liberation movement while studying for C.A.Could not pass C.A. i.e.Chartered accountants Institute of India's final exam

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