Treasure Island

Vijay Sai

(30 12 1975 / Trichy, South India)

Beautiful Bougainvillea


Beautiful Bougainvilleas
Blooming all over
Throughout my garden
In vivid white
And pleasing pink
You appeal me so much
Though not at all fragrant
You appear
Magnificent in morning
Effervescent in evening
Needless to say
Devilish at night
Casting shadows under moonlight
When one such mid-night
When all and sundry slept
I heard a scream
Somewhere around its area
Counting hours I slept
Waking the next day morning
Only to find a mountain rat
Half eaten and lying under its bushes
Perhaps it’s my pet kitty
Who did all the damage!

Submitted: Saturday, May 22, 2010

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