Garden of Love

On the heart-field, when cupid yields his plough,

Everything around, appears to glow,

And around someone, all thoughts start to revolve,

You know, you are planting a "Garden of Love".

When the sky seems clear, even in rain,

And there is a smile, even in pain,

Confusion looms large, and there is too much to solve,

You must be swinging, in the "Garden of Love".

But, such a garden is not easy to erect,

The heart-land must be made fertile, with love and respect,

Then the saplings of feelings, must be evenly placed,

Making sure weeds of doubts, can’t be traced.

And then water the seeds, by sprinkling with romance,

The fence must  not be left, to any chance,

And when finally, it starts to germinate,

Care must be taken, not to let it terminate.

And the garden so made, will be forever strong,

Spreading the freshness, wherever it belong,

And when all these steps, are carefully evolve,

You know you have made, a "Garden of Love".

(c)Amit Agarwalla