Treasure Island

Ramesh T A

(28th August 1950 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

A Balanced, Full Life!


Fruits and colourful flowers start coming
From August on through September here!
These best months are best for functions
Neither too hot nor too cold to enjoy well!

Fruition, maturity and completeness come
Welcoming all to participate for satisfaction!
'Come September! ' they invite with heart full
Before rain and cold winter accompany soon!

Nice times are joyful to remember forever
Planning for the coming year also in advance!
In-between hot and cold and bitter and sweet
Experiences of life we enjoy neutrality in peace!

In-between two extremes a balanced life is nice
Ever to live than as ant between fire and water!

Submitted: Thursday, September 20, 2012

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