Poems by Ashok Bhargava

Poems by Ashok Bhargava



Some people bloom late.
Some very late.
And some, very, very late.

But they all bloom. 
And the longer it takes,
the more spectacular it is.



How to talk to trees?
through their leafless branches,
fresh spring sprouts,
fragrant blooms or their reflections
in melted snow puddle. 
Trees pay no attention to your
life style or you
love or hate them.
They just grow
care free and live care free.


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