Mohammed Atheef

The Golden Flowers

When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden flowers,
Beside my house and beside the lake
Shaking and Dancing in the breeze.

Ten thousands of golden flowers were,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The petals beside them danced,
But, the poet could not find.

When the flowers dance
My heart fills with pleasure,
And I feel,I am dancing with my golden flowers.

By:- M. Atheef Ilyas