till when will these flowers wait
i wish to offer
to you every day
but then in your anxiety to be fair
to all devotees
you turn me always away
some times you remind
me of all the past affection
that came in my way
and some times
you observe
how insistence
never pleases you, come what may
i have tried and tried so hard
but could never understand your
wish, any way
my flowers will wither
and new crop may take long to come
will you let me at least come,
even if i keep my hands empty and
just pray