Lost In The Woods

Lost in the woods 

Lost in the woods

Amidst myraid colours, of

Dark ,light ,dull ,faded...

All engulfed like one military rule .....

............the green cover.

I stand, an identity of my own!

Though lost in the woods

Not known, not found, nor bothered ,

To have been found out....

I lay camouflaged.

Yet I don't loose heart

I climb, creating my own space;

My radiant crimson colour,makes 

My presence felt, loud and clear,

To those who meet the eye ; 

By now , must have guessed, for

Bougainvillea is my name.

Though lost in the green veil,

The colour splash tells my tale,

Like a bride smiling in her veil;

My glimpses flutter many a hearts

Like a lover's desirous tale!

kiren babal

14.4.2015