A feast for the eyes, a feast for soul
O violet beauty, heaven’s orchid
Your purple petals demure as gowns fall
Soft supple shape with orange silken frills
Like a maiden dancing a ballet
Swirling gently in the western winds
On strings of melody played unseen
Inviting butterflies to join in
O heaven’s star when you bloom on earth
Poets pick their quills and poetry compose
Bees and blue birds flap their wings in mirth
In form of honey ambrosia flows
How beautiful you look in bouquets
Or when pinned in hair of a new bride
When in garlands on deities you grace
God forbid on dead bodies encase
Your petals pose as soft beds for ants
In your bosom come and go insects
Humans use your colours and fragrance
Your life’s an inspiration for man
O flower with charm for aesthetic eyes
Although your life span’s short, you are wise
In easing others’ tensions you aid
Your purpose is noble before you fade
©®Sunila – 10/05/2017.
A splendid, picturesque, exquisite poem.
Thank you very much, for your delightful appreciation, Vijay ji! 🙂
beautifully descriptive write 🙂
Thank you so much, Anoucheka for your kind appreciation!