Biography of Geetha Jayakumar
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My poetic journey began from this site poemhunter.com
It's you who added many colours to my thoughts
I remember each and everyone from this site
Who brought cheers to my life.
Thank you all from my heart!
Geetha Jayakumar's Works:
Geetha Jayakumar Poems
A Beautiful Mask Of Smile!
Who has not crossed the bridge of, Pile of emotions keeps on flickering, Day and night like the beautiful stars, Twinkling in the sky, though not visible,
When Love Speaks!
The first showers of rain when it sprays on the earth As if the earth eagerly waiting to quench its thirst It Spread the aroma of love all around Which Knocked my heart and felt as if new love was born.
I Am Not A Poet Yet!
I am not a poet yet.... Nor I am inborn poet. Nor with any special talent driving me to be a poet. Just picked few words of dew drops
A Breeze Of Loneliness!
While walking through the fields Along with you on no moon night I never knew I would be traveling all alone
The Real Of Me!
I portrayed myself As bright and cheerful, For its my art, Of sketching me bold and beautiful.
Ripples Of Life As I Perceive! !
'Life cannot be without any ripples Ripples may not be without breeze Breeze may not be without trees Trees cannot be without soil
You Nearly Killed Me Neelu!
You entered in my life, As a soft spoken person, With fantastic poems. Slowly and slowly,
How Can A Flower Of Peace Die?
A beautiful flower of peace shone bright Along with the morning sun rise full of light But a naughty bee came to sting the flower As jealousy crept in its eyes
See you in a short while For its a call of time For I am slave of time I can never refuse its call.
A New Year Born Only Once Called 2015
Count down begins With loud music on Dance to the rhythms Beat on the drums.
Her Ageless Beauty!
Her ageless beauty often greets me along with the time. I cannot rhyme a song on her beauty, For it's just a fine line that enhances beauty. Beauty knows no bound to bounce,
Life is like playing a chess. Life is moving in a slow pace. Unknowing of whats happening next. Each twists and turns comes in surprises.
This world is mean minded Its people are self centered! Just with a few strokes of brush they apply glowing touch to others portrait.
A Man With A Black Coat!
Walking down the crowded lane I just had a glimpse of man with black coat and a big hat covering his face. So mysterious he looked My curiosity aroused to see him.
Time that stride where panorama abides
Viewed by different eyes yet the same things coincide.
Flawless tears praised the virtues of rain.
Clouds of thunderbolt shook the tree of pellets.
Summers steam had the whiff of hot spells.
Winter interlaced the dribbles into snow blanket.
Ripened days cropped up with distasteful appetite.
Spring just sprang up waking all desires.
Everything hangs in where vitality lay nested.