For The Gold Mohur Flowers Poem by Bharati Nayak

For The Gold Mohur Flowers

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Goldmohur flowers
Smiling on the tree
I remember you.
Did you promise
To have some tea
Sitting under its shade (?)
Gentle breeze
Will shake
The branches
Flowers will fall
On you and at your feet
To greet and say
Pain will go away
As long as
You keep Spring
Tied to your heart string
See me
I drink Sunlight
To filter
Them to color
Oh Please
Keep smiling.

For The Gold Mohur Flowers
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Goldmohur tree is called 'Krusna Chuda' in my language Odia.'Krusna' means Lord Krisna of Hindu religion and 'Chuda' means Head or Top.The name signifies that the flowers be adorned on the head of Lord Krisna.
This tree is associated with romantic writings in my language.You will find mention of this tree here and there in short stories, novels and poems and associated with love.The flowers bloom in the month of April and May when the climate is very hot.The flowers are red or orange in color and cover the whole tree when the leaves are barely visible It is such a beauty to behold.They add color to the environment.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sekharan Pookkat 24 April 2017

enjoy the beauty far ahead nearer you reach pain you gain!

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Bharati Nayak 26 April 2017

Thank you very much for reading and enjoying my poem.

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Sekharan Pookkat 26 April 2017

Here if my knowledge is correct another flower named krishnakireedam - it will not grow like a tree.This tree, Gold Mohur is known as May flower is seen in different colours such as red and yellow- madhirasi flower- there may be different names in different places- thank you for your picture presentation and explanatory note

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Bharati Nayak 26 April 2017

Thank you for sharing your information about Krusna Chuda.It seems in India many trees and flowers are associated with the name of Lord Krisna..Such is a flower bearing Krisna's name is Krusna Tamala 'It is a beautiful, blue color flower. .Its white variation is called Radha Tamala.

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Dr Antony Theodore 22 February 2020

See me I drink Sunlight To filter Them to color Oh Please Keep smiling.... The drinking sunlight.. beautiful expressions. i always thought that you are a poet of nature. tony

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The poem is as beautiful as the flowers. A great thought put into verse. Thank you Bharati Nayak

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Bharati Nayak 25 March 2019

Revisiting this poem after a long time.Thank you so much, Sir, Parameswararan Nair Damodaran Nair for your beautiful comment.

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 06 December 2017

Dear Bharati, I am delighted to read a poem on Gul Mohur - the enchanting flowers of the summer season in India. Yes, they are beautiful. In the area where i live, there are rows of Gul Mohur trees. It is a wonderful sight. The profusion of orange red flowers surely brings a smile. I was not aware that it is a Krishna Chuda. In Kerala, we adorn Sri Krishna with Tulasi and various other flowers. A lovely read, Bharati.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 16 November 2017

A beautiful painter has painted this portrait beautifully in beautiful moment Wonderful..10

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Susan Williams 09 July 2017

Thank you for the information about the Goldmohur tree- -it adds the depth to your poem that I would have missed as I am not familiar with your country's culture. (You have drawn me to know more about your culture and history because it produced you and because of the sweetness and purity of your personality here on PH) . Pain will go away As long as You keep Spring Tied to your heart string- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This is the sweetness and purity of your personality and vision and it is sooooooooooooooooo appealing here. Dang, that's good writing! I drink Sunlight- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Oh, I am so envious! ! ! ! ! ! I would have loved to write such a line, such an exceptionally emotive line, such a declaration of a joy in life in three words! ! ! You rock, Bharati! Gentle breeze Will shake The branches Flowers will fall On you and at your feet- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Ah, yes. I think I shall imagine me there under that springing tree with its flowers falling on me and tangling themselves in my hair and that's where I will be the rest of this Sunday.... thank you, Bharati for giving me such a fine lace to contemplate the loveliness of God's creation. 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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