India got freedom by people's
who shed their blood
If they spent only sweat and tears
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Again and Again
Drizzling Drops on an Evening
Shining Crops on travelling
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Noises of horns
Essence of tambouras
What will happen When horns becomes tambouras?
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Stone can be god
Stone can be a mile stone
Stone can be a weapon
Stone can be a shelter
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Hemp tied the moon and stars with my eyes
But my eye balls wandered to see the clouds
© Manakavingyan
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If the bird becomes a stenographer of the earth with notching through its beak on the tree bark
Wings of parables
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Materialism searching Minimalism
by provoking eternity in front of a candlelight
© Manakavingyan
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Acids raging waiting to be drenched in poetic rain
Instead the acids became concentrated rather than diluted
© Manakavingyan
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Highway butterfly on flowers
Middle of the road enjoyed flying
Moves in the driveway
Mind requested not to come
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It is the bewitching moonlight
Without realizing it
Couldn't be
It comes and separate
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Using the platform for Translating some of my Tamil poems to English I write with a pen name manakavingyan In Tamil 'it's poet from heart ' https: //eluthu.com/user/index.php? user=Mana+Kavingyan Contact: Manakavingyan@gmail.com)
Face Masks
Oh! Nature
If the face masks of humans are same
We will look like stars in the sky
-Manakavingyan
It's tough to hold up your mind on the moving clock. © Manakavingyan
Tapered thoughts Elevated feeling Captivated destiny © Manakavingyan
Seeing a dark but it is dark light
See the sky and talk to the shadow angels
When I close my eyelids, it's a new day again © Manakavingyan
Silence is the state of unlistened
Do eyeballs have attractive power?
Honey is sweet, but not a honey bee. © Manakavingyan