B Shanmugapriya Narendran
B Shanmugapriya Narendran Poems
|1.||Love Is Not Love||7/5/2009|
|2.||My Mom & My Mam||7/5/2009|
|3.||How Do I Show Her||7/5/2009|
|4.||Carry My Friendship||7/5/2009|
|6.||In Her Small Ring||7/5/2009|
|7.||The Old Song||7/5/2009|
|9.||In The Bed||7/5/2009|
|10.||The Key Word||7/5/2009|
|11.||Never Say Good Bye||7/5/2009|
|12.||When I Was||7/5/2009|
|13.||Mystery Become History||7/5/2009|
|14.||Did She Whisper||7/5/2009|
|15.||Let Me See Your Changes||7/5/2009|
|16.||To Live His Life||7/5/2009|
|17.||Child Has God’s Power||7/5/2009|
|19.||Early Morning Dream||7/5/2009|
|20.||Stop My Line||7/5/2009|
|21.||One Two Three||7/5/2009|
|22.||Her Kind Mind Refugee Monkey||7/5/2009|
|23.||The 'N' Factor||11/25/2010|
|24.||God And Trust||11/30/2010|
|25.||For My Friend Jill Jill||7/8/2009|
|27.||She Is An *angle*||7/5/2009|
|28.||Girl Can Do Anything...||7/5/2009|
|29.||Afraid To Call Her||7/5/2009|
Afraid To Call Her
I know she is the girl who is so nice,
in her head this poem won't put some ice.
She lost her phone some where in the room,
suddenly she found some where its boomed.
Then she gave a call with a wish,
and i felt too happy like a golden fish.
Then I came out of my client home,
thinking to call her but had some storm.
Still i am afraid to call her,
let my self suffer thats all sir.
She Is An *angle*
I saw her first,
in front of my office steps.
She was sitting in a chair,
wow! ! ! What a nice dress she wore.
Her dress color was green;
Trust me I wasn’t in dream.