a gentle breeze afloat
roaming in eve rushed traffic
feel roadside beauty
blossoms with mustard flowers
fleeting fields of green and gold


Happy Wednesday, My Friends!
Anita Bacha
a gentle breeze afloat
roaming in eve rushed traffic
feel roadside beauty
blossoms with mustard flowers
fleeting fields of green and gold


Happy Wednesday, My Friends!
Anita Bacha
Just before night falls,
She closes her sleek petals-
Beauty for one day!

Beautiful flower,
Devoid of sweet redolence-
Queen of the alleys!

Bees come for honey,
Flowers let down their petals,
On velvety leaves.

The fields speak to me,
Of the fragrance of flowers,
Busy honey bees.

Old water lily,
Shedding petals on the leaves,
Season comes and goes.
