Flowers from heaven, thorns from hell,
Make a lovely garden, the place we dwell.
It has got beauty, it has got pain,
After the sunshine, down comes the rain.

With the new blossoms, the tears will dry,
Every laughing face will some day cry.
The beautiful nature turns to a beast,
Demons on earth are having a feast.

The mother of a child could just helplessly see,
The child just born, swallowed by the sea.
The fury so wild, the fury so strong,
Oh God, do tell me what’s right, what’s wrong.

So much is lost, so much is gone,
No hope in life after this storm.
Future has drowned in the sullen sea,
Loved one’s apart, life of misery.

Whatever I had earned has been washed away,
Nothing I have is mine, I can say.
Love is lost, lost is life,
Money’s gone, all dark no light.

Life of misery, life of pain,
Life of hunger, life inhumane.
I pray, oh lord ,no heaven I want,
Give me back my garden with flowers and thorns.

Take me back to those I love,
Take me back to the time where I belong.


By Nivedita Singh.