what then

WHAT THEN

I wanted to grow in a love of flowers

I do not know, why…?

It just did not happen;

There were many flowers around me

I did not know, where…?

All of it has taken away from me;

The loneliness has imposed upon me

Against my will, why…?

I am in the verge of wither,

Perhaps I can not blossom again.

                                                 By Mr. Arun Kurkute.