BOUGAINVILLEA

                                                   

One corner house in my street,

Where grows sepal like

Lovely, light, bougainvillea

Spread like a white sheet.

Overflows upon the compound wall

Attracts each and every passersby

Densely, bounty bougainvillea

is like a creamy froth about to fall.

On this brightly white flowers

Insects creep, dew settles, twinkles flash

 Adding glow to rich bougainvillea

Like a touch of sea breeze on cold hours.

(Prepared for a poetry contest in poetry soup titled BOUGAINVILLEA)