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Rema Prasanaa Poems
! Monsoon! !
Rain on my dreams, Monsoon black clouds... rain on my ornamental feathers shower on my pure earth
! Earth Safe
Death paints darkness at noon Earth not feared of death Death paints darkness at noon Sun shines sky so bright
! Cosmic Conflicts! ! !
From Ice Age glaciers to Big Bang manifestations Science of matter, relativity and Quantum Mechanics on a
! E L U S I V E!
Plain white sheets I write on..... one emotionless day stand still in front its calm cold layers freeze my fingers,
! ## Mute Hunger
An ache perforates veins deep Blood cold as moods of night tears fall on food I eat tears fall on food withered
! God! Take Me In Your Hands
I came to your abode God, my glockenspiel loud to wake you up my mind in manacle, realized not your gentle demeanors
! ! I Am At Peace! ! ! !
I walk along the shore a faint whisper I hear from ocean waves calm after a
! Soldier Vs Terrorists!
Soldiers fight straight wars near the boundaries of mother nation and safeguard humanity and at the end die like a martyr...
! ! Nostalgic Old Tales! ! !
When I grow on my wise perception of prime age An old age home, I do not crave for definite I allow you children, to take away my belongings and to honour the love and feelings shared along
! Gandhi - Experiment With Truth
Dandi.... Boiling sea water, lumps of salt salt of freedom, flavor of decades
! Silent Word
If silence can rupture manacles from golden chambers, speech unites
! ! P R I D E
Pride and armor of a lineage, a perception cautions and lifts inner to a pedestal.........
! ! ! ! On The Way To Golden Goddess Tem...
The blue sky roof expanse was fairly pleasant in noon But you made me give away my dreams by evening It began when we crossed the border of Bangalore at Hosur
Be there as the highest peak Not essentially to differ Not eventually to conjure Be there as a genuine will
Comments about Rema Prasanaa
! Monsoon! !
Rain on my dreams, Monsoon
rain on my ornamental feathers
shower on my pure earth
on my pleasant dawns,
my passionate oceans, mountains
deep meadows and all over my
on days petals chisel like
black stone, carve a deity
for me to worship
while you play cancans, I sit in
my chamber and play mandolin
give me plectrums to pluck strings
from your drizzle source
my song birds, clouds
you chased out, I nest
them in my heart’s comfort
faded sun rays I fill in cauldrons
to subside your hunger