Feast for a day

( Hibiscus , china rose , gudhal , adhul , joba phool )

One fine morning they bloom 

In multitudes , not alone 

Previous even they're buds

invisible , insignificant dots

Next morning , they are out 

red tongues hanging , spout 

Of red blood stamen 

Goddess kali, omen 

Of all things auspicious 

terrifyingly conspicuous 

They sit there , blobs of red 

Fleshy petals ,  sweetened 

Juicy fulfilling nectar ,

deep inside somewhere 

But the sunbirds know 

and the ants too 

and some sticky , blind 

insects , too don't mind 

The feast of a day and a night 

You keep to yourself , right 

and wrongs 

high end notions 

Spectacle  for a day 

Thats all the life , pray 

24 hours of colour 

mayhem and sugar