Haiku On Flower

Hidden in green grass
like a lady behind curtain,
a flower leads its life.

Its beauty is endangered
as one plucks it for oneself.
Let it enjoy life.

Beloved can be pleased
with a word of praise for her.
Why to kill its beauty?

Born to spread fragrance;
to sweeten the hearts of others,
not to endure pain.

Don’t pluck lovely flowers
to be offered to worship God.
Divine force is there.

by Dr.Mosam Sinha

Comments (2)

'Each one knows Its own weight, A seat it selects, Knowing its limit, And up it flies, To its chosen height.' But we don't... excellent poem.10+++
Thank you charles garcia