A MEMORY UNTOLD

This one is a short writing just a memory written in a different way... Hope you readers will surely like it... 

Getting detached from the whole world,

Here I sit on a chair;         

Remembering those memories untold,

Which I can’t even share.

A flower had blossomed in my garden,

After a lot of watering and care,

Today when I visit my garden,

My eyes just get filled with tears.

Whenever skies opened and it rained,

The flower would complain, I don’t want to get wet;

Then I used to touch her and explain,

That’s the beauty of nature, enjoy getting drenched.

After a lot of complaining and understanding,

The flower used to obey.

Though she had no interest in doing,

She would just do it to make my day.

One day a person came,

And started praising that flower;

He went on to say he wanted them,

And started saying that he loved that flower.

He started complaining me,

How you are keeping this flower out;

She will start fading, so give it to me,

I will keep her in a secret dark house.

The flower listened to all this,

And started looking at me.

She said she wanted to be his,

And pleaded please leave me.

I don’t know where the flower is now,

Truly speaking, I don’t even miss her now;

But the fragrance of that flower lingers in my heart,

This is a piece of memory which has pained me a lot…

P.S. - Everything is transient except except experience...