The
Flame of the Forest
Come summer, the greens doth vanish
Dusty, parched and dry it is
In a
flash they do appear
A
bright red canopy takes over
The Flame
of the Forest
Here to
greet the scorching sun
A sight
for sore eyes
Flamboyant
in its regal majesty
Fiery
blooms that arouse my glee
Harbinger
of the summer’s zenith
Summers
of fun and magic
Innocence
and awe
A time
to hide and seek
Beneath
the flaming blooms
To dunk
into old favourite tomes
Seek new
adventures
Chase dragonflies
Hunt for
luscious berries
Or simply
laze
And gaze
at the glory in red
Paens
they sing of flowers many
None for
this splendour in scarlet
Nature’s
gift is the Gulmohur
Redeemer
of a dull and drab summer
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itzginia 2p · 291 weeks ago
Nice poem Kala. My husband has written a post in which there is mention of Flame of the forest also known as Palash in bengali..