Gulmohar's Seed-Pods Poem by sundaram chandrakalaadhar

gulmohar's seed-pods



since the advent of spring season in april

crores of blossoms of gulmohar

in waves after waves turned the tree top

in riotous red carpeting the green-



it is september; the tree looks plundered-

a few flowers here and there look weary too-

a hundred or so sheathed swords

tucked into the branches are seen!



o what then was the fate of

those millions of reds that shone bright?

were they barren, mercilessly doomed to dust,

without a vision of their posterity?



o nature! inscrutable are your ways!



-s.chandra kalaadhar