Durai Muhil

Durai Muhil Poems

A shroud drawn over the eyes,
Of the world so wonderful,
Drifting with the soft touch of,
Hands unseen underneath,
...

Winter and hail, spring and happiness,
Summer and heat, winter and hail,
Love and lust, Family and children,
Life and humility, light and the glow,
...

Where's life inside me,
Is it in the innumerable veins,
Taking the fluid from below,
To exhale in the expanse above,
...

The magnificent picture which was,
Whipping up dust into the clouds,
The scent of the soil merging in the blood,
Structures of the ancient evoking pride,
...

That which has been moving,
Unnoticed by everyone,
A wide path full and brimming,
Light of the Supreme shone,
...

Hues of red on the faraway sun,
Beaten still with the dawn,
Prowling wisps of white pulled off,
The stage by a hand stronger,
...

A bid to leave you is pain,
A heart beaten to stone,
Eyes on the dreams far off,
A bid to leave you is pain,
...

Beautiful the world is,
Lucky are we to drink,
This magic potion and to,
Enjoy every drop of it,
...

Humans who kill for pleasure,
Humans who kill for cause inept,
Who do not abide by laws of nature,
They exist in this world and more,
...

The moon fades away,
A blot on the clear skies,
Stars hide behind the cloaks,
Of clouds drifting gaily,
...

Greener are the pastures,
Beautiful are thou children of God,
United were thou in Heaven.
Flowers blossom once,
...

Wake up my dear love,
For it's time sun reached his hands,
Thro' to tickle you at your heart,
Open those windows to your heart,
...

The sun rose on that morning,
Red hot like my heart,
With flaming embers of love,
The cries of birds shaking off,
...

Durai Muhil Biography

Shreeshankar is an Engineering professional. He is a keen observer of people and all the surroundings melding with nature.)

The Best Poem Of Durai Muhil

Clouds

A shroud drawn over the eyes,
Of the world so wonderful,
Drifting with the soft touch of,
Hands unseen underneath,
Swirling with gaiety,
Waging war with those of,
Their kin dear and near,
With their flashing arsenal,
Oh, no they are shedding,
Tears that are of a defeat,
And sorrow that they,
Should bear till they,
Be a vapor immaterialized.

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