Poems never born…

The busy schedules paralyzing the

creativity,

Words just stare ,

Jumbled like the puzzling emotions

tied tight by the strings

of relationships waiting

to be sorted in the time of leisure,

Some experiences waits to be shared,

Spinning the imaginations with

the golden threads of language,

The poem of my heart gathers its

colourful feathers to gain its flight,

To touch the souls ,

To heal the wounds,

To communicate the thoughts,

To empathize with hearts,

To enroll my prayers in verses

and words,

I do wait for

the moment of surrender,

To register the part of my soulful

mussings,

To wander into my deepest depths,

And dig up my secret desires,

A poem waits to be born…

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You’re my teacher…

Fluttering and flying

 with the wings of colours,

You awaken those dormant

dreams of my soul,

You’re the butterfly
Of my garden,

Spreading the magic

By your mystic touch,

You’re the smile of

My heart,

That flows as the river

Of joy to spread the happiness,

You’re the vibrance of 

My thoughts,

That I fill with beauty to

Spread the love,

You’re the identity of
My life,

That I cherish to blossom

To the worthiness of this life, 

 You’re the liveliness of

My sight,

Filling my life with the gifts

Of this blissful nature,

 You’re the rhythm of

My pulses,

Nurturing the beauty of tolerance

To live with a communal harmony,

You’re the life from me,

The connecting link of my history

to the generations to come,

With the pure little eyes
You Kindle the memories of my 

long forgotten innocent mind,

You’re the compass of my life,

Guiding through rough tides,

You’re my teacher…

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அன்பு /Love

உனதான பொழுதுகளை
எனதாக்க முயற்சிக்கும்
தருணம் உணர்ந்தேன்
உன் அன்பின் ஆழத்தை.

 


The English version

The effort of spending

your me time with me

evinced the profundity

of the love you had  for me.