Biography of anju addanki
Hi! ! ! ! Poetry field is a wonderful world in itself. I started writing poems when i was 17...And i love it.I am from Mumbai but now in South Africa. I hope my poems will be loved by one and all.
anju addanki Poems
It was such a bright day, As all was in my way, The sun showed its first ray, And my husbands kiss made me gay.
A Mother's Heart.
Mother's heart is always so PURE, That always makes you CURE. Mother's heart always WORRIES, When she hears kids QUERIES.
Husband is someone; You spend most of your life with. And with him; You are for years.
Chocolates, Chocolates, Chocolates, Milk- chocolate, Mint-chocolate and semi-sweet, Yummy dark chocolate is such a treat. Chocolate yoghurt, sauce and chips,
27 Years! ! ! ! !
27 years of my life- I lived like a wife, waiting for my husband kiss; Which i always missed.
My mother tells me about it, And I also remember a bit, The time when I was too innocent, The time which was superb and excellent.
A Reason To Live!
The tenderness in your eyes- When you behold me, Gives me a reason to live- In this deary world.
Oh! she is seven - And feels all is heaven. Mom! that lipstick is mine- And says all is fine.
Gandhi! ! Gods Gift.
Gandhi a Gift of GOD- And so we praise the lord, His creation is a miracle- And thats life cycle.
Come-Live With Me
Pain... is that what i feel when you are away? -the prick, the ache and the thorn in my heart? Come-Soothe me.
To My Husband.
My life, My body is now shared, But, it seems so fair, As marriage made us pair, Even though I dont always tell you,
As came the dawn, I was carried to the lawn, And in my hubbys arms I was found, Love was all just around.
The Law that gives you Affection- With reflection of Father Is 'Father-In-Law'.
Under the Moonlight, Along the beach, With stars above, Walking hand in hand,
With You Without You
Withoutyou, the world has become
an incredible reality.
Joys find me smiling
and grief, brings forth tears.
With you care did not press,
Worries did not depress,
The broken thread of understanding
between myself and the world,