Spirit, art and life unfolded

 New Year's beau arrives, adorned in radiant light,   Carrying 2025' s bouquet—a vibrant, dazzling sight.   With hues that dance and scents that soar,   A symphony of promise, a feeling to explore. Farewell to fears, doubts cast aside,   We welcome hope and courage as our guide.   With steadfast purpose lighting our way,   May 2025 bloom with joy each day.

New year a new story woven Nothing of the past driven Seeking a new haven Many incomplete chapters left aside A new charter to begin They all melt into the mist of past Cast into the foundry making new I am on the horizon fading Many lamps bright lit Making darkness look in shining armour Wind gusty Blowing away everything Scurrying around to pick rags Why did you adorn your braid With chamanthi and jasmine together?

Nothing new, nothing old, all in the mold Everything sold, all that's old New wears, new fares, new stares Who cares, who dares? All is old that's sold, what's gone bygone Nothing to frolic, nothing to rock Nothing to roll, everything a rigmarole Nothing new in the new Nothing gold in the old

Life's rhythm beats on, unbroken, Despite Nostradamus' ominous prophecies spoken. Meteorites may hurtle toward Earth's door, Yet still we eat, sleep, and face life's roar. The mysteries persist, a haunting refrain: Why are we here? What lies beyond life's pain? La la la... And so, life goes on, in all its strife, A chaotic dance, a fragile, fleeting life. Some toil to survive, their daily bread in sight, Others lose sleep, haunted by the ghosts of night. Each soul, lost in its own world, adrift and alone, As the universe unfolds, indifferent to our mortal throne.

The peach-hued hibiscus unfurls its stunning, ruffled petals, resembling delicate paper. A vibrant red center radiates outward in a starburst pattern, juxtaposed against the soft, warm-toned petals. The prominent stamen rises upward, crowned with golden-yellow pollen-tipped anthers, adding an exquisite touch to the bloom. The surrounding lush green leaves, with their serrated edges and subtle sheen, accentuate the flower's vivid, tropical charm. "Does this flower not embody pride or vanity? Its sole purpose seems to be to revel in its own splendor, unapologetically basking in the beauty of the moment."

This Valujada plant is a glamour queen, waxing stronger each day. With new 'makeup' added, its loveliness is accentuated, freshness magnified. It's a spectacle of unfolding beauty, revealing new charm with each passing day.