The Vase Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

Guests & Visitors would react with a Glance,
And enact with admiration to its charm,
A gentle touch of it seems inevitable,
Getting attracted to its multitude of
Colourful petals, Hard to notice from
Which flowers they arouse, From among
The plethora of tiny buds it constituted of,
With curly stems of each woven around !

Having stood out from the rest of the,
Interiors & exteriors with its fancies spread,
Galaxy of stars deemed to arouse from it;
Where abouts of its arrival seldom enquired,
To possess it themselves and feel privileged!

Not a Garden to be taken care of and,
To be worked weekends under the sun,
But it rests in one corner of the home,
Feeling shy and nodding in silence,
Like a new bride after a honeymoon trip,
Flexible for a change and shifted to locations,
That gives it an apt place to be noticed,
Highlighting the home differently in,
Every little peep of the neighbours sneak,
Owner's pride and neighbours envy it was - 'The Vase'!