Slowly, gently, blooms appear - dressed in hues multitude <br />Peppering the air with a scented aroma in the solitude, <br />Ripening buds, on each a dewdrop, the pearl jigs in bebop! <br />With the sun's rays, in dance flowers and twigs are, a pop! <br />Without hype and hoopla nature gives us life, tickety-boo! <br /> <br />As I reached to pluck a rose, a spike pricked me, gawk! <br />I tried to axe her life to please my fiance without talk. <br />We reach flowers to claim their beauty in a story humbug! <br />But their spirit ravish and they mourn - bitten by human bug, <br />Without hype and hoopla nature gives us life, tickety-boo! <br /> <br />Some gardens are to sport their splendor in a regal way, <br />We cut their limbs, a dirge we sing them on an immoral day. <br />Reds, blues, violets and pinks with souls in the meadow; <br />Gee! Their beauty is to view, our duty is to let them grow. <br />Without hype and hoopla nature gives us life, tickety-boo!<br /><br />Harindhar Reddy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beep-beep-flowers-weep-bitten-by-the-human-bug/
