This is an attempt to try imagery in poetry. To bring to life, to paint before you, a picture of vase that rests on my study. Gracing the corner of my desk, the tender shoots of money-plant the shade of lawn-green, bunched together In a sleek, beautiful imitation of Waterford crystal Glandore Seemingly fragile, this intricate and elegant trumpet vase, and yet strong and sober To hold the supple golden greens liberally bursting out in all directions, Spreading cheer. Radiant with all those reflections of LED tubelight. Oh! And that reflection in the dressing cupboard mirror, adding to the aesthetic appeal of the room. Oft times, the leaves tremble too, with the pleasing caress of cooling fans.
Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?