chandra thiagarajan

The Sweet Lass-Chandrakanta - Poem by chandra thiagarajan


The Magnetic Moon,
Is she aptly named;
For her innocent smile
In ICF she's famed.

Like a lovely creeper
Swaying in the breeze;
She is pretty sweeter,
For one's heart does squeeze,

The dark flowing tresses
In one long plait,
Swinging to and fro
With her swan-like gait:

Adorned with an aster
In all it's bloom;
She is sure an angel,
Dispelling all gloom.

Like a new bride
Clinging to her spouse,
The pretty flower
From her own house—

Kissing her silken locks
And smiling with pride;
It is enhanced in beauty,
Tucking in at her side.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was written inspired by CHANDRAKANTA, the girl who joined ICF

(Integral Coach Factory) -a unit of Indian Railways, Chennai as my colleague.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

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