Offer me not in temples
worship me not with gods
pluck me not and kill
let me wither on the branch itself
fading away, won’t die still.
Living in seeds
will sprout again
under the heaps
transmigrating into buds
blooming to flowers
spreading fragrance
all round and everywhere.
All rights reserved/Tribhawan Kaul
[email protected]
worship me not with gods
pluck me not and kill
let me wither on the branch itself
fading away, won’t die still.
Living in seeds
will sprout again
under the heaps
transmigrating into buds
blooming to flowers
spreading fragrance
all round and everywhere.
All rights reserved/Tribhawan Kaul
[email protected]