One corner house in my street, Where grows sepal like Lovely, light, bougainvillea Spread like a white sheet. Overflows upon the compound wall Attracts each and every passers by Densely, bounty bougainvillea is like a creamy froth about to fall. On this brightly white flowers Insects creep, dew settles, twinkles flash Adding glow to rich bougainvillea Like a touch of sea breeze on cold hours. (Prepared for a poetry contest in poetry soup titled Bougainvillea)
Years ago I was surprised to learn (from a "homework" research in History) about Bougainville. And had wondered if that country might have been filled with colorful varieties of the flower, and whether they made any difference to the people involved in the consequences of conflicts in the country. source: Bougainville Civil War - Wikipedia The Bougainville Civil War, also known as the Bougainville conflict, was a multi-layered armed conflict fought from 1988 to 1998 in the North Solomons Province of Papua New Guinea (PNG) between PNG and the secessionist forces of the Bougainville Revolutionary Army (BRA), and between the BRA and other armed groups on Bougainville. The conflict was described by John Momis as the largest conflict in Oceania since the end of World War II in 1945, with an estimated 15,000 to 20,000 Bougainvilleans dead. [The discovery of Gold, Copper, and Silver in the island was not exactly helpful to the various armed groups vying for control]
Good one, Anusowmyan. Though bougainvillea for me means this color: https://cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-b4g...ts/649/895/_MG_2603__71781.1504043731.jpg?c=2 Many memories associated with this plant. It was omnipresent when I was growing up. In the neighborhood, in the parks, fencing of some buildings, later college gardens, and along the highway as we rode the bus to the city.