In this garden of joy

In this garden of love and joy,
I am ravished by the insane desires of pleasures.
I want more,I get more,
I want more and more in limitless measure.
In the garden of mirth and joy,

There live my countless dreams

Mostly full of boundless happy memories,

and full of joyful happy screams.

In the garden of this bounty,
beauty is abundant and gay.
Here no one broods and cries,
to smile is the only life’s way.
In this garden of joy and pleasure,
my heart just knows no reason.
Smiles abound,tears are for gotten,
and eternal spring is here the forever season.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

4 thoughts on “In this garden of joy

  1. Keith Wallis

    enjoyed the read. suggest you look at the punctuation for this part particularly:

    In the garden of mirth and joy,
    There live my countless dreams.
    Most are full of boundless happy memories,
    and full of joyful happy screams.

    this might work:
    There live my countless dreams
    Mostly full of boundless happy memories,
    and full of joyful happy screams.

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