The Gulmohar

When it was in full bloom – May 2014

They cut it down
What they hadn’t sown
Its flaming red splendour
On the earth lay asunder

Every April it bloomed
And its shadows loomed
Reminding me of love
In its red fiery hues above

Looking at it lying down
Over the seam of my eiderdown
I was put to sweet slumber
Treasures of dreams to plunder

I last stood beneath it
My head back, eyes on it
Felt its embrace…

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