I used to see a tree by the roadside,
With branches spread far and wide.
Mostly it remained silent, covered in green leaves,
Calmly weaving stories with every breeze.
But when the spring arrives,
Its branches send new vibes.
It changes from green to red,
With flaming flowers covering every nook and spread.
The Gulmohar stands bright and tall,
Like a red umbrella over all.
Its blossoms dance in the summer air,
Adding beauty everywhere.
People stop and admire its glow,
As scarlet petals gently flow.
The Gulmohar tree, so grand and free,
Is nature's gift for all to see. 🌺🌳
2d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 8:48 AM UTC
I used to see a tree by the roadside,
With branches spread far and wide.
Mostly it remained silent, covered in green leaves,
Calmly weaving stories with every breeze.
But when the spring arrives,
Its branches send new vibes.
It changes from green to red,
With flaming flowers covering every nook and spread.
The Gulmohar stands bright and tall,
Like a red umbrella over all.
Its blossoms dance in the summer air,
Adding beauty everywhere.
People stop and admire its glow,
As scarlet petals gently flow.
The Gulmohar tree, so grand and free,
Is nature's gift for all to see. 🌺🌳