Insight

  A pink array of semicentennial, Living of mountain rocks perennial, With leaves like thick spoons, And petals in groups of baker’s dozen, Lewisia Cotyledon, A must for a crevice garden, Commonly called ‘cliff maid’, Adding colours to land jagged and frayed.

  From orange emerges red, From warmth comes affection, From sunshine transpires health without being said, Freedom to express courage and determination, A creativity to channel the anger within, A joy that overpowers war, before it begins.

Helios with galloping guardian of the week, Sol the energy with a rainbow streak, Grace the earth with divine light, Bless us with Surya’s insight, Stability on a hammocking day, Courage to face adverse ray, Power to stand up for what’s right, Strength against all antagonist might, Loyalty to someone dear, Speedy escape from fear, Growth that gives life a meaning, Altogether a positive influence worth keeping.

Camouflaged in the blades of green, Two peacocks heard not seen, With leaves of many shapes in the foreground,   Deep in the reaches of the forest dark, An evening grey in the background, For two shimmering silhouette’s starks, Two branches bent out of queue, Or is it two trains' of orange, green and blue? Certain shiny foliage, together in a cluster, Or a couple separated from the muster, All in all, a visual treat for people, To see the proud birds, on a leaf of Peepal.

 Stalks green and brown, Long, short or peeping down, Each with a shade of red in the face, Emerging out of a clear vase, Tall ones peering into the distant future, Short ones are content with gently giving present a nurture, Drooping petals weighed down by the thoughts, Sleeping sepals, on organizer of sorts, Jointly they sit on a conference table, Separately, they give wings to the capable.

Sketched leaves tall and short, Collect together for annual sport, Some jump high, Some tend to fly, Yet a few stand stout, Throwing weights around with a pout, Many jump far and long, Racing spirals blades out a furlong, Each flora reaching out to the horizon, Where the reality meet imaginary nation.

  Republic Day celebration, Under the care of medication,  To reaffirm our dedication, That steels our resolution, To be patron to needy population,  To make India a better nation.

When Rosa Alba met Rosa Bella, Youthful innocence and elegance converged, Sweetness in purity and femininity merged, New beginning greeted grateful living, Loyalty appreciated sublime honesty, Together under a beautiful umbrella, Dainty pink with robust white, In a tall vase, make a delightful sight.

  Twelve blue celestial floret rays, Docked around a yellow discus bay, Sitting solitarily on a deep red stalk, With varying stiff leafy folks, Leathery dark and light green vein, Curved down to show off its short rough mane, These navy daisy petals sit evenly placed, Felicia Amelloides are all year soft faced.

A flower with petals in multiples of twenty, Has been around since decades a plenty, Blooms in over five hundred variations, Slows aging and its degeneration, Prolongs life in ethereal state, Few colours look like simple daisies, But wedged leaves gives away its fate, Some use it to sooth eye allergies, Affected by bugs and scales umpteen, Symbolic to death, adversity or honesty, Beliefs of the land, from where it comes, The many faces of chrysanthemum.

The images' presence persistence, Reminded me of the aromatic's existence, Sat down with a cup of hot brew, Listed in the things to do,  Hiding behind a caffeine mask,   Helped complete numerous tasks.

Lavandula Lavender, Grows in dry rocks and sandy earth, Loves the Mediterranean winter, Numerous uses one can unearth.   Hybrid Lavandin with larger flower, Sweet overtones for slippery application, Harvested for its fragrant power, Yet some lands detest cultivation.   Aromatic partner to desserts so many, Spicy mentor to dishes with rosemary, Green buds used in lavender teas, Essential ingredient in monofloral honey.   Pale purple addition to potpourri, Dried flowers in wedding confetti, Deters moths among attires preserved, Addition in scented water for individuals reserved.

Sands on the beach, Where even the storm calms down, Where serenity is profound, Where rush is out of reach.   Rocks jutting out, As if the calm sea has a snout, Reflecting the determination within, A goal, a peak above the daily din.   A hollow of a tree, Devoid of any past link, As the waves rock it for free, Urging it to move away or sink.   Sun rising like an oracle, Energising every particle, Shining light on new prophecies, Inscribing new path, new efficacies.   Flowers make transitions interesting, The petals that open up to new meaning, The fragrance breezes away dark intentions, Green leaves sprout out all inhibitions.   Together the elements melt, Gathered ides smelt, The impure notions purged, The pure innovations extracted.

An evergreen runner, Display violet flowers, Found on banks of rivers, Small petals that shine in darker colours, Along with long petals that droop and fall, All from a shrub ant so tall, Gruffy leaves wedge shaped and oblong, Keeps hungry cattle at furlong, Collectively they dance to the breeze’s tune, A pleasing symphony night and noon. 

A green handshake, For the future’s sake, A change in attitude, Live and let live, with gratitude, A need to grasp in the fact, To preserve the vanishing, today we act, A habit to put preservation foremost, A pattern to care for the forgotten and lost, A change in the routine for the better the possibility, A stall the spiraling instability.

  With leaves dark and thick, This tubular cluster are nature’s dainty pick, Have been to space and back, Bask in the sun’s direct ray stack, Sips water when completely parched, Sits pretty under the window decoratively arched, Young plants emerge from older greens, Fall off to explore world’s new scenes, Known for its sedative effects, Calms jittery nervous infects, ‘Kalanchoe’ is the name, Tropical islands is its land of fame.

  A cup of hot coffee, With a custard flavoured like toffee, Roses smiling orange and yellow, Together present a beautiful Sunday Hello!!

  Crystalline spirals going up beyond the known, Holding an array of transparent petals, Looking into the universe unknown, Fragile glass with determination of metal.   The living perch on for a free ride,   A few adventurous birds on the side, Some flowers that are one of a kind, Ready to explore whatever they could find.   Man’s imagination is like the spiral, Fragile, determined but very viral, As it extends into the unchartered, It molds the person’s character.   Options as many as the members of the array, The casual concedes without entering the fray, The focused wades through the disarray, The hardworking marks his stay.