A Flower To Auroville Mother-5 Poem by Indira Renganathan

A Flower To Auroville Mother-5

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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
Is your chromatic gleam's 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

Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,flower
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Martyres 11 November 2009

A lovely piece Indira...your imagery is exquisite....I salute your talent...10++

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Catrina Heart 11 November 2009

wow what a stunning poetry shared...great imagery! ! ! awesome diction my friend.....great job for the figurative language used! ! !

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Kesav Easwaran 15 November 2009

the flower name Mano Ranjitham itself means Dear to Heart...your poem. this, is mano ranjitham, Indira...10

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Dr Dillip K Swain 24 October 2023

You're the queen of queens! Jai mata di. Happy Vijayadashami dear madam!

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Dr Dillip K Swain 13 November 2017

Powerful use of diction.. scintillating flow Last stanza is fabulously inscribed.. appreciated..10

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Nikunj Sharma 25 November 2009

Wonderful poem Indira, your knowledge and understanding of various things and phenomena makes the reader wonder with awe..... the way you have captured the essence of flower, its ambience and its importance is simply spellbinding...great write...if you get time, please read two of my short poems called BEYOND and AFTER

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Saadat Tahir 21 November 2009

very nice... a tribute to a local wonder drug... indeed reveerred and useful in myriad ways... i suppose next in line should be the neem.... cheers and ten

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Vidi Writes 21 November 2009

Let me quote an interesting agenda of mother. 'The path I seek is always downward, ' into the consciousness of the cells. Will it be global death, then, Or the beginning of a new world, As the birds followed the reptiles? 'I am on the threshold of a stupendous realisation That depends on something very tiny.' Artabotrys odoratissimus, small greenish while flower Source of comemrcial perfume, A flower special in a special country. This is your special offer to Mother so perfect it appears.

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