Supriya Prathapan Poems
It is a feeling which cannot be explained,
When your mind stops working and your heart is over-strained.
You are in a state of absolute delight,
And the face of your beloved always blurs your sight.
When poetry comes naturally,
And sleep eludes regularly,
When walking turns into prancing,
And you feel like singing and dancing.
When your beloved’s comfort and happiness becomes your obsession,
And your reason is repeatedly kicked by your passion.
Then ‘Love’ is the name of your condition,
For which there is only one prescribed medication:
'An equal ...
Beauty And Brains
‘All that glitters is not gold! ’
Yet it is believed and often told,
That ‘A thing of beauty is a joy forever’,
Then why does a beautiful woman need to be clever?
For the lovely Lida, Lord Zeus turned into a swan,
Consequently, the beautiful Helen was born.
She became the cause of the Trojan war,
Alas! The great Greek men thought she was worth dying for.