Praveen Kumar 
In gardens of whispers, love's bloom we find, Petals of passion, with fate intertwined. Each flower a verse in love's endless rhyme, In "Flowers of Love," our hearts entwine.
With roses red, our desires speak, In their fragrance, our feelings peak. Lilies white, purity's true, In "Flowers of Love," I see you.
In the dance of petals, under moon's glow, Love's silent language, in the breeze, flows. Through blossoms' array, our emotions dive, In gardens of love, our spirits thrive.
So here, amidst the floral throng, In "Flowers of Love," our hearts belong. With every bloom, our love's song sung, In nature's chorus, forever young.
