In the garden of beauty; <br />I stumble upon many a flower <br />Many a colour, many a star <br />Pink, yellow, aromatic, low <br />And it was a toss-up, my destiny <br />Made me to bow <br />To that bewitching beauty <br />And I had no illusions about her <br />That she is a beauty but silly <br />Frivolous and empty-headed but a beauty <br />Whimsical and childish <br />Are her ideals and aims <br />But a beauty par excellence <br />So much I love her <br />But love is not returned <br />Neither any grievance <br />Nor bitterness or anger <br />I feel against <br />Thankful to be a lover <br />A right others may demand <br />But for me always a favour <br />A bee humming <br />Round her chamber <br />Counting his nectars <br />Wish to enter and be lost in balms ever………….<br /><br />DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-and-ends-but-remains/
