Shashi Gupta‎

When I am tired and oh so alone,
And want to be in a happy zone,
I just sit down in my garden green,
And lose my self in my musings and dreams.

The yellow fields swaying in the breeze,
The butterflies flitting on gossamer wings,
The birds and the bees, with their notes so sweet,
The fluffy clouds that put me to sleep.
The tinkling of water from the fountains fresh,
The fish in the pool that swim without rest,
The flowers so pretty, nodding their heads
The fragrance in the air, intoxicating my senses.

Refreshed then, my mind starts clicking,
Words tumble out and poems are written,
Sometimes happy, some are so gloomy
But all magically, from the core of my heart.