When roses smile in my garden//Biplab Chowdhury

I forget to look at you
When roses smile in my garden.
I forget my flesh and blood
I only behold you with wonder.
I gaze at you
Like a lover who has just returned
From Arab Emirates.
I gaze at you
like a boy who looks at the moon
From its mother's breast.
I behold you
like a new visitor observes The Taj Mahal for the first time in his life.
When you bloom oh my roses,
You make me remember the dired and preserved roses She gave me one day.