A Bud and Flower's Love
In the garden’s quiet nook,
Where sunlit whispers play,
A tender bud, so shy and young,
Began to greet the day.
The flower stood with petals wide,
A beacon in the light,
Its fragrance like a gentle song,
That danced upon the night.
The bud admired from below,
With dreams of blooming bright,
It longed to feel the morning sun,
And share the flower's light.
“Dear flower, tell me of your days,
In full and open bloom,
Of how you face the skies above,
And banish all the gloom.”
The flower smiled, bending low,
Its voice a soothing breeze,
“Dear bud, the path to bloom is long,
But filled with joys like these:
The rain will kiss your tender leaves,
The sun will warm your face,
And in due time, your heart will swell,
With love and endless grace.
But do not rush, sweet budding soul,
For time is on your side,
Each moment holds a hidden gem,
In petals yet to bite.”
The bud, with hope, began to grow,
Embracing every day,
It knew that when it's time had come,
It too would bloom and sway.
And as the days turned into nights,
The bud became a flower,
Its love for life, a radiant bloom,
Fulfilled in that sweet hour.
Together now, they stand as one,
The bud and flower's grace,
A testament to patient love,
That blooms at its own pace.
About the Creator
Arbab Haider
As an author, I am captivated by the human experience, diving deep into the complexities of relationships and the emotions that define our lives. My writing journey began with a simple desire to tell stories that resonate with readers.
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Comments (3)
This is a lovely poem, I loved it!
The length added a kind of deepness to the poem. It is nice and perfect.
Great