Amidst the garden's verdant hue,
A wonder waits for me and you.
With vibrant hues that catch the eye,
And textures soft as whispered sighs.
Bougainvillea, oh how you bloom,
A work of art, a living room.
Your petals paint a vivid scene,
Of magentas, pinks, and greens.
But more than just a feast for sight,
Your form is wild, yet trained just right.
With trailing vines and sprawling reach,
You dance and sway, a brilliant speech.
A symbol of nature's beauty grand,
You remind us all to take a stand,
To appreciate the wonders around,
And let our souls with joy abound.
So here's to you, dear bougainvillea,
A treasure of nature's sweet demeanor.
Bougainvillea, oh how you bloom! You have great poetry with you dear Sumita Ji. I smell your innate skills from your deceptive poems! Please keep posting!
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Liked the way you wrote about Bougainvillea, primarily found in a variety of colors, including pink, red, yellow, magenta, and orange, on the sides of the road, at farm houses, and on the dividers of highways. Enjoy watching them dance with the wind because they are so calming and energizing.