Delhi’s Summer Canvas
Thousands of colors
Come together in the summer
Fire of the crimson Semul
Prelude to warming days
Gently passing on the baton
Gulmohar blooms, bold ablaze
Jacaranda sparks in violet hues
Shyly the pink Jarul woos
Yellow Amaltas in regal grace
Shehtoot and Faalsa, sticky-sweet
In a berry-laden rivalry
With the Jamun do compete
So much bounty, much to praise
Succor to the eyes, a bit of shade
Heralding the dust-laden heat
For only under the burning sun
Such a palette can be unfurled
Blue Pen Strokes 