In winter our passions were so strong
By Spring I am left alone
Your visits make great garden come alive
Amidst flowers, your beauty thrive
You maybe a queen reborn
Once you leave this garden, the flowers mourn
In spring Nature is so fresh and new
In this garden your smile is as pure as mountain dew
In the garden ,birds chit chat here and there
They ask you to sing my songs forever
I too want to touch those flowers with you
Few dreams seen with open eyes never come true
Life is little too rough for secret admirer
His feelings are termed as typographical error
Women’s desire and Men’s love conspire
Let those hidden feelings burn like an intense fire
Let great garden record us in its history
A place where we stand us one, otherwise, it is all contradictory
You hold the code to bloom me again
In your shadow, I rise above the mundane
Do you ever think of me in the great garden
I want to meet you soon to seek pardon