Thup. Thup. Thup.
Slowly, gently, with every gust of breeze,
Those huge, lovely, Semal flowers
Kept dropping from the tall, slim, stately tree.
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Came across your poem in a comment on delhiwala. Was a pleasure going through the lines, so beautifully written. Same happens with us, as we age we are less wanted.Deep meaning......simply awesome.Would love to read more of your poems, if you can send me the link.
Thanks Zarmeena! I have 91 poems in this site. If you search for me in the search box here, you will be able to find them.
Those huge, lovely, Semal flowers Kept dropping from the tall, slim, stately tree. And I watched, mesmerized… //.... What a lively portrayal of the Semal season in Delhi and its neighborhood. Each resident can easily relate to the tree and its flower in his or her unique way. It seems as if it has been a part of our consciousness since time immemorial.Thanks, Jasbir ji.
The beginning lines are much enchanted and heart touching. The flow of the poem on yellow semal flowers is so thrilling and amusing. It is really a beautiful poem on flowers and trees on the philosophical base. Thank you dear madam for sharing this poem.