| The Gulmohar Tree |
I look out
over the balcony
The flamboyant Gulmohar flowers
draped in splitting sunrise
come flying like missiles
...dab 'feast-of-color' in my eyes
I skip
down the stairs
run up to the majestic tree
…and lower myself under it
Staring at it... I pluck a fiery bloom
the flower feels rubbery against my skin
…the loveliest
scent intoxicates me
The sun is ablaze...prickly;
Yet, it gives me succor
even in the scorching heat
Rays start raining in chunks on the ground
Shift my eyes on the blooms of the path
Petals flutter …
a tremble this minute..
And then….it’s all still
My mind halts…
one more time
Divine grace --- what splendor!
…..I edge away drunk
With flame-dance on my head...
Anybody
who visits Delhi during summer days will momentarily get blinded by these flamboyant Gulmohar-blooms revealing
their astonishing palette of greens and reds...
oh! yes the beauty they impart ot otherwise black concrete jungle
ReplyDeleteThank you, Vandana.
DeleteThe consistency of Nature will lead to another beautiful flowering next summer, ...giving us (the city dwellers) the joy of admiring the Gulmohar blooms, once more... :)
beautiful- khoobsurat' likha hai aap ne...
ReplyDeleteGood to see you here... Thanks for coming by and for the appreciation, Anjum... :)))
DeleteBahut accha lagaa....:)
I have never before met a Gulmohar tree, but I feel I know one now. They seem to assault the senses with color and missiles and dabs. Its scent and the way its branches and flowers break sun rays in motion and still ... what a splendid way to be drunk. Love.
ReplyDeleteTo win that kind of compliment from you has made my day... I too wait eagerly for you to comment... thank you, Susan...Love,
Deletelovely and brilliant colors...this time of year is brilliant in autumn right before all the leaves fall...the mountains look like the color palette has been tipped...it is beautiful....welcome back...smiles.
ReplyDeleteFrom the very first word of your comment I had a smile going full blast on my face... I love to see you here always, Brian. Thanks for the warm welcome... :))))
DeleteFells like spring.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Meisner :))
DeleteSuch beauty! I could see it, feel the waxy blooms, and almost smell it, through your words.
ReplyDeleteI am happy you could relate to this, Sherry!! Thanks for coming by... its a pleasure to see you here always... :)))
DeleteGulmohar looks so pretty! The poem is equally beautiful. It is actually a treat for the eyes!
ReplyDeleteYour words of praise humble me.. yet fill me with pleasure, Usha-di.. :))) Thanks a lot! :)
DeleteGulmohur and Amaltaas are divinely beautiful in bloom!
ReplyDeleteyour vivid words have made it come alive in my imagination as there are 6 long months before we once again get intoxicated by a Gulmohur! Lovely piece, Panchali:)
Thank you for your uplifting words, Amit!!! Thanks for reading. and for the pat on the back. I am delighted..! :)))
DeleteGood to see old friends after a long time...thanks!
Lovely poem! a Gulmoher tree in full bloom is a treat to the eyes! A Palash tree with yellow flowers looks awesome too :)
ReplyDeletethe azure sky set ablaze with fiery blossoms...isn't it?..so nice to see you write here again Panchalidi...
ReplyDeleteSpectacular!
ReplyDeleteLovely lines, Panchali di.
ReplyDeleteFiery blooms indeed. I got to see some of these flowers last week and the Gulmohar tree really stood out from the many trees that surrounded it.
The connection with nature can be intoxicating...I felt this in every skip and admiration of this gorgeous tree
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful blossoms, and your poem highlights them wonderfully! The red reminds me of some of the color we see in our maple trees here for a brief time in October before they turn brown and drop.
ReplyDeleteDivine grace - yes, that's what the gulmohar in bloom looks like.
ReplyDeleteHow lucky you are to have such a beautiful tree in your garden.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful lines Panchali and Gulmohars are a beauty in Bangalore as well !
ReplyDeleteOh I love gulmohars....I so miss them from India. I wanted to post a comment on this the day you published :)
ReplyDeleteWe had one tree in front of our house on the main road and the color of those flowers...two eyes are not enough to watch them.