Born as a pink bud, soft petals in a green blanket,
Someone started adding blue color in me,
Removing my extra pinkness I became a violet,
I removed the blanket slowly and my image I see,
In a side by lake a flower titillated by the naughty blows
Or its water excited and kissing my virtual image,
Smiling I see myself dancing, through the windows,
These are the winds that blow in a lovely teen age!
I have started waiting for a colorful and flying butterfly,
When it will fly, land on my heart, and kiss my nerves,
I shall smile and sing a love song, though a little shy,
O water, wait a little more for exposure of my curves!
Every teen desires to wait for colourful butterfly and enjoys the nature as per own perception. Lake of flower blooms side by side. This is an excellent poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An attractive and romantic poem, enjoyed it.