A Flower To Auroville Mother-5
Manoranjitham(Artabotrys odoratissimus)
In your harem of bushy greens
You're the queen of queens
Watchful sentinels array thorny fence
Hooked on what your pondering pendulous
In a whorl entwined to yourself
Does your chromatic gleam strife
Green to yellow in shifting florescence
What for transpire richly your fragrance
A splendour treating nausea and tension
A wonder supressing human-depression
Elating your fruity perfuming variety
Dear flower, your's is lordly propriety
poem by Indira Renganathan
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
