The clusters of the yellow flowers
Tucked on the Gulmohar trees
Now in full summer bloom, spreading an umbrella
Behind the shacks of sheets and cardboards
Along the serpentine highway in the
Suburban Mumbai;
The tall trees, slim and smiling
Rain down the tender showers of gold,
Thus turning the asbestos sheets of the
Illegal hovels into shining canvases of pure
Colours of dull brown, white and bright yellow
Branches green kissing the airless tiny boxes
Providing the forgotten citizens cool shade
And succor in the hot winds.
gulmohars out here are deep red.. i love them a lot..
Thanks Anna. They are red and pink here as well. But yellow on concrete highway and grey sheets of hovels creates another powerful visual of gold and golden dust, thus altering the urban ugliness of an Asian metro.
A beautiful, colourful picture. Lovely write, Sunil.