Come to the garden of love,
Lose yourself in its atmosphere.
Play with it, hang to the branches of The Love Tree,
There is no hatred, only purity grows on its trees.
In this garden, lovers are everywhere.
Some are with their beloved,
Some are longing for one,
And some are looking at their love from a distance.
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- SHAHRUKH JAMAL
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DR SACHIDANAND DAS
Felt very good reading through your poem.
November 1st, 2014
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thanks :)
November 1st, 2014