Indira Renganathan


A Flower To Auroville Mother 26

Poem by Indira Renganathan

Poovarasampoo (Indian tulip tree, Portia tree
Thespesia populnea)

Who decreedthat you're the king
Deny but would I say the queen
Lissome petals yours for flimsy fluttering
Crumpled even in gentle breeze but to preen
So motherly your maroon eye much beckoning
Crooning while bole of your medicinal gene
Tripping patterns of a rhythmic drumming
Leafy hearts shaping up a supportive scene
Who decreedthat you're the king..Poovarasu
Deny but would I say the queen..Poovarasi

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Topic(s) of this poem: nature


Comments about A Flower To Auroville Mother 26 by Indira Renganathan

  • Dr Dillip K SwainDr Dillip K Swain (12/5/2017 7:07:00 PM)

    Beautiful so informative, poetic expression in Botanical spray dear madam...10(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 20, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, June 22, 2020