Thursday, March 27, 2008

Flowers of the Gulmohar

Flowers of the gulmohar,
are shed at long last.
Blood red, still so beautiful,
now etched into the past.

For one year they danced and sang
and brought merriness all around.
Now they lie yonder,
and adorn the holy ground.

The wind shall lift them now,
and hurl them into the sky.
Come hither! Go thither!
pleasing to the eye.

Spring will soon blossom,
and new buds will burst.
They will be beautiful too,
and that you can trust.

5 comments:

Lavanya said...

Hey! Didn't know that "what lies beneath" all that b-school acumen is mush;-)?!
Very cool!!

Satish Bhat said...

Glad you liked it ... I'm just following in your humble footsteps :)

finding thyself said...

Good stuff. Very profound.

Kau said...

I love this poem.
Its beautiful.
Would you mind if I quoted you and your poem on my blog ?
Kau

Satish Bhat said...

By all means Kau. I'm honored !