Flowers....The Colorful Hope

Whenever I saw these magnificent creations of God, 

I could not stop myself from plucking and admiring these little ones.

Seeing me so desperate and about to pluck one,

My lovely mother one day stopped me at once,

And told me then and there....

“My dear baby! 

These are not just colourful pretty flowers

But the future bearing little colourful hopes,

precious, lovable, and dear to their bearing parent plants

as precious, lovable and dear you are to me and your father.

How would you feel if someone took you away from us? 

Or would we be smile if you are snatched away from us?

So do not plug anyone forcefully away from its branch.

Let the tiny mini ones bloom there among the twigs and the mighty leaves so brightly green

Let these pretty ones spread

The heavenly fragrance, so pure and clean,

Pour the colourful ambrosia and the enchanting beauty bedsides.

If you pluck them away how the great butterflies are going to come

Also, the mighty honeybees,

Who are important for the environment to survive,

Will find it hard to colonialize.

If you pluck them to adore their beauty and stay by your side for a while,

My dear Angel, the world will become only green and green too far and wide,

And when they die, after embracing your love, just in the blink of an eye,

How will the new generations rise?

How are the chirpy melodious singers of Nature going to thrive?

How the tiny miny buds blossom into a beautiful world of colours and fragrances so vivid making our tensed, chaotic and concreted worlds calm, real, majestic and oh! So divine,

So, my adorable child,

Promise me today

That you will avoid plucking flowers whenever you can

And plant more and more of the trees and plants 

In soils and even in empty trash cans.

And then this world of ours

Will be more charismatic 

More energetic and 

More realistic 

For species to thrive and survive.