A Beautiful Gul

Gul, Gul, Gul You are so beautiful Gul is flower in garden I noticed it all of sudden I found her up in the morning Her rosy face simply shining Bright eyes stared as if inviting Was it for passion igniting? It was magnetic pull There prevailed natural lull Still moon remained in circle and full I was not worried about attack from bull I was totally mesmerized The things were not to be summarized It did make magic and surprise This was something new and very good prize How could she be in my domain? She should not be away and remain Totally indifferent and only in dream How to bring her in pure love stream? How many thoughts just crossed the mind? How all of sudden I was able to find She must be elegant and very kind I was brought in sense by flow of wind It made me to think in another direction What will be her move and next action? Will she be angry as hostile reaction? As she was hailing from wealthy section I could still read lines on her face I was definitely for her in race I want her to be on my side in any case She must fall in line and not make memory to erase This is what I consider as cherished dream I don’t want to loose her and cry with scream She may not opt for simple person She may be compelled by any reason I never knew morning breezes are so cool They can’t push you to look like fool It is freshness of flowers that is brought One understands it and it is never taught Soon her reddish face was about to disappear There was so much pain to bear I could see her murmur but couldn’t hear She must be thanking me as dear She engulfed me through the day I had dreamed of very good way Alas! I could offer her rose flower My gesture would have been the best answer the mind does develop reactive feeling it is natural to go for it without thought killing What will happen even if we get total failure? It will enrich you and make the way very sure She was almost there with hands on her eyes I could only stare at her and could not ask why? She utter few words in my ears for acknowledgement It was now my turn to make positive movement Gul……flower