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Winner of "Grand Poetry" contest
organized by BlogM.

Happy to be featured as 'Top Three Bloggers' of February

Thanks BlogM for the Smiles :-)

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Internet is Lovable Fun! Her love is My Life! !

Sid and Isha are strangers from different parts of the world; they get to know about each other through Facebook and they fall in love madly. A story narrated in a unique way, first of its kind; enjoy!

! Wishes !

This poem is the internal reflection of my heart.

Moments of Madness

Some moments in life are close to heart and this post is a reflection of such sweet moments.

~ the pic became our ~ the home became our ~

This post is as a result of desire to pen down a crime thriller. I do hope this did satisfied my readers

The Lost World

The cry of a mother ~ the lost world ~ no words can describe her loss.

The Untold Story

Here is an Untold story of a Share Market King whose life is a tear.

The Untold Story - The Knot She Tied Took Her Life

Here is an Untold story of a girl.

~ The Mystery ~

“Keep smiling Isha as this Mystery Writer may remain as a Mystery Forever,” I said, she kept on wondering what the reason could be

~ Rhyming Waters ~

Here is a melody in a romantic place...

~ Cute Tunes ~

Let’s give space to nature and poems in our dreams at least!

~ Through a Child's Eyes ~

Through a child’s eyes | This poem is a rhyme | A bunch of words to cheer | Without knowing the real fear

Golden Trip...

Someone whose love is true has not end..

Celebrations...

I still love you first Haiku dear ..

My Life...

Days became beautiful because of special reasons. A beautiful day becomes memorable because of very special reasons...

~ these are few of my favorite things ~

I close my eyes and simply | remember few of my favourite things

Journey...

What an amazing journey is this little master, you are the God, you are the history and you are Cricket, and you are everything.....

Happy Birthday Devil...

God's sweetest child..

She Cries...

Cry of our Mother Nature..

Fate!...

It hurts..

~ to have loved and lost ~

Oh my sweet girl | Just come back to me | And sit right beside me | Say, I miss you too

“What If I am locked with a cute girl in a lift?”...

A cute girl struck with a smart boy in the life alone at night.. What If??

~ Somebody's Me ~

Somebody’s me... | That someone special’s for me... | someone special...she... | Oh yeah...

Return...

With tears, I love to carry my love into this world. I await his RETURN..

My Country - My Love - My Promise...

I was true to my country, my love and for my promise...

~ I Wished ~

Wave touches the shore | Echoing sweet glimps of life | Please come back to me ~ I wished.... she says....

Suicide - Think About it...

Suicide - Think About it..

Free Are We?...

She was happily smiling before the storm invaded her country..

~ True Love Never Ends ~

True love never ends.....

Why just see? Why don’t we think? Why not act?.... What say?...

Why just see? Why don’t we think? Why not act?.... What say?.....

Child Sexual Abuse Awareness...

Precious angels we | are, save us from extinction | Stop this sinful sin..

Hello FM's Petraalthan Pillaiya ~ fundraising initiative...

Petraalthan Pillaiya????..

Water...

Can we drink this Water?..

Food Starvation ~ Say No to Hunger.

There is so much to say about food. Stay Glued.

Showing posts with label Waters Series. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Waters Series. Show all posts

August 26, 2010

Sweetened Waters

Abstained from the fear of heavy love,


I prayed God for the real courage!


Realized that you were my real self


I came to my love by myself!






Sensed the halo future in your eyes,


I dissolved in the love within us!


North or South, East or West,


I say our love is the Sweetest!






Tasted the sweetest sweet in you, and


I emptied the butterflies from my stomach!


Sweetened soul watered with the heavy love,


I treasured these moments as, “Sweetened Waters



To read the first two parts of this poem, please visit the following posts, First Waters  & Thirsty Waters



PS: This post has been published as a part of
 



It's time to say thanks to Jingle and the fellow "Thursday Poets Rally", Poets for giving me for this wonderful award, "The Perfect Poet Award". Thank you so much poets for the sweet welcome for my poem, "Sweetened Waters".




The Most Considerate Poet Award





The Most Stylish Poet Award




The Most Mindful Poet Award

October 21, 2009

Something is always special in life

and this is for my dream one, it continues ! ! !



“Thirsty Waters"

My hands told me I’m shivering with fear,
When I only thought of saying it to my dear!
Heart became restless and sounded louder,
Seconds before, it was as silent as falling powder.

Thoughts crept into the mind with great force,
Confused, and stopped it from thinking, of course!
I would imagine that future, a few hours away;
That would burden it with my past straightaway.

Carrying an untold love is heavy, indeed;
Courage, real courage is what I need!
Hiding my fear, or hiding myself in fear,
I came to you and looked at you, my dear.

That very sight quenched the restless senses,
Which were thirsty for that real courage!
I became my natural self, totally myself;
And realized you were surely my real self.

No words said, I saw the ‘heavy’ love,
Getting dissolved in us as it reached you!

To read the first and third parts of this poem, please visit the following posts, First Waters & Sweetened Waters.





October 20, 2009

Something is special for someone and this is too special


This work, "First Waters" has been published in February 2011 issue of "Cynic Online Magazine". Happy to share this info :-)



for my dream one, "First Waters".............


Silently, I waited; I searched for the signs.
I looked all around for myself different from me.


The lavender rays glittering in the air,
Of which the dandelion sun had no share!

The sweetness of time, gone without notice.
All because of the treasure I cannot miss!

The senses submitted themselves to a superior sense,
That rose above and name itself 'Love'.

But the waters are new and the feet are weak.
What if I slipped and got myself drowned?

The light of hope accompanied the thirst;
The fear became an imagination, forgotten first.

Will the light lead me o the sun?
Or blind me with its overpowering force?

I step into the waters trusting the light,
That broke the silence of my searching eyes.



To read the next two parts of this poem, please visit the following posts, Thirsty Waters & Sweetened Waters.

Submitted to Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry




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