The time has come and the tulips have started vanishing with a promise to return back next spring. I thought of sharing, with you, the dying moments that, I believe, are equally significant like the times when the flowers were at their prime zeal.
Image I (Below)
If I was a Tulip And you were wind’s-wings, I would not count My broken dreams, But bless the coming spring..
Image II & III (Below)
The Congregation
Image IV (Below)
Come! visit me before I go!
Image V (Below)
Alas, I am dying beyond my means - Oscar Wilde
The above images are clicked on my Canon EOS 1000D
Location: Tulip Garden, Srinagar, Kashmir
(Specifications on request)
3 comments:
Tulips have always been my favourite flower. I used to think if a guy sent me tulips instead of roses, I'd know he was 'the one'.
It's fitting that tulip is the symbol for a perfect lover.
I've never received a bouquet of tulips, always roses.
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