Tag Archives: flowers

Yellow/Peela

Gold

Nothing is more important than life itself
Nothing is as sacred as love
Thoughts dissolves in the notion of togetherness
The heart of gold shines through

The freshness of first breeze breathe
Simmering white dandelion on thin air of hope
The soul of green grasses,
in the early morning sun
On the mistery music of the forest
The goddess of beauty dances,
arms wide open

Upon heart of trance
The flower bloosoms Yellow
And the heart shines gold
Heart of gold shines through
And the heart shines gold

Poetry by https://allpoetry.com/Subedisachin

Frida

“Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything revolves, everything flies and goes away.” Frida Kahlo

Frida Sunsine
© 2019 Pippa Virdee

Cherry Blossom Season

Cherry Blossom

Pink Cherry blossom falling,

I often wonder why,

a beauty slowly taken

like branches now forsaken

I am the tree

that learned to cry.

Farewell my love,

to fallen love,

the wind became

your words,

the emptiness

between us,

the silent petals

upon the earth.

By Michael Faudet

Wilting blooms

My Bagichablog would be incomplete without the abundance of blooms this year.

 

That distant peck on the lips. Which takes me away from you

That growing tide between us. When will it settle to reveal us?

That lost dream of love. Will it ever be retrieved?

That pinning of warmth. When will the sun rise again?

That distant peck on the lips. How I wish it was closer.

By Anonymous.

About Bagicha Blog

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I started writing this Blog in August 2016 and since then I have regularly maintained it, adding various archival documents, letters, photographs, poetry, videos and many short essays on a number of topics. Explore the Blog via the Categories (and the drop-down menu) listed at the top, through the Tag Cloud of topics which appears on the right-hand side or simply by scrolling down to see the various posts. Leave a comment for me to share your thoughts.

The word bagicha is derived from the Persian word bagh, which translates into garden. The Mughals gardens were renowned for their architectural beauty, which were Persian in style, particularly the Charbagh structure. Charbagh literally translate into ‘four gardens’ and examples of these can be seen in Shailmar Gardens in Lahore, Taj Mahal in Agra and Humayun’s Tomb in Delhi. The bagh would encompass many different and permanent trees, shrubs, flowers and often surrounded by pools, fountains or purpose built canals inside the gardens.

For me the bagicha represents a myriad of things, it is an escape, it provides pleasure, it sustains life, it regenerates itself through the seasons, it brings life to modern housing, brings colour into our lives and many more superlatives. In the same vein the Bagicha Blog is designed to bring a myriad of interests together, one of which is my own interest in photographing trees, plants, gardens and flowers. But this has been inter-meshed with my interest in history, society, people, and identity in its multiple forms.