A tiny insect
White
Hovers tentatively
Over the bright green
Foliage and
Scarlet/orange-red flowers
Of the two Gulmohars,
This humid morning,
Creating a vivid canvas live;
The Flamboyant tree imported
From the great and varied Madagascar,
Well-adapted and in bloom,
Despite smog and hot weather,
Multi-hued, slender, full of shade:
A visual delight in Mumbai and elsewhere,
Brightening up the dull noisy streets,
The insect buzzing around and
Searching for that elusive nectar—
Sorely missing in urban life.
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“Nectar” , is a meticulously well observed and insightful work in which the poet does what he invariably does best.