gitaanjali naidu Poems

From the intensity of my heart,
to the ears of my venerable friend.
There is solo of passion, tenderness and
yearning,
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Eyes, beautiful eyes,
a gift that shies,
many wonderful smiles.
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Had I been a bird,
i would fly high in the sky,
enjoy the bird’s-eye view of this beautiful world,
that God has gifted to us.
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No word spoken,
but an understanding,
leaves no impression,
still, effects an action.
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A man’s wrath is his enemy.
a radiant face turns heinous,
with expressions weird,
sombre appending wrinkles.
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It was a lovely Friday, in the month of August,
when the birds where settling down,
in the twilight of the day,
a babe blossomed with a pleasant smile.
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The innocent smile of an infant,
a heart throb of many,
that liberates one’s heart,
from the darkness of remorse.
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Beyond the charisma of man,
there’s a power to hold on.
Man is man beyond his strength;
God is God beyond human.
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Days pass by,
and the reminiscence of you,
in my heart,
stay confined yearning,
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A symbol of love, patience and endurance.
A friend, philosopher and mentor.
Your stance is superior, than Almighty.
There could be no human being,
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