Gulmohar 
Stood tall, knew it all 
Witnessed the fall, dry leaves crawl 
An oldie struggling to fill crossword 
Lad licking ice-cream scoop 
The winds carrying 
Aroma 
Of freshly brewed cups 
Of coffee, from  a cafe 
Adjacent, a bench letting love bloom 
Cupids are over the moon 
Decides to be part 
Gulmohar