garden as I wish to accumulate
scent of nature, smile of flowers
buzzing of bees, wind passing leaves.
Take me from river bank
I will capture the sound of water
fish jumping up and down
waves of happiness.
Take me from street where
orphans are playing in mud
beggars are struggling to smudge
hopes are crawling in pains.
Take me from from big market
With full of skyscrapers where
light is struggling to make way
trust and faith is being trade (ed)
Finally lay me in my grave yard
sprinkle it with drops of thoughts
of unsung songs, unsaid words
unfulfilled hopes and dreams
So that I may write my poems
till last heart dwells on earth.