chelliah pandian Poems

Long ago
I wrote a poem for a girl
talking about her eyes and her smile
her love and her dreams
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May be she is trapped inside a water droplet
Resting on a green leaf
Of a rose plant
in the eden garden
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she wields her silence like a brush
painting the magnum opus
of pain and more pain
on the canvas of my heart.
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Roses smell differently
When you fry them in a pan
With lot of ghee and
Little bit of sugar
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Years from now
when you are old
with grey hair
wrinkled skin and
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You can hate me
the rest of your life
but today
let me love you
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I walked a million steps
up the steep mountain
to meet her and talk to her
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While
I like to
Spread my heart
On the beach for a tan
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Conjuring a dream
in the pantheons of visceral reality
muck up brain plays intricate games
with a moribund heart
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Sometimes
I take a colouring book
And paint the sky black
At other times
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