KAVIN CHARALAN Poems

Dew drops on Rose petals
is your sparkling smile
Rolling black grapes in a milk cup
is your dark eye balls
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I don't write poetry
- - to become a Nobel Laureate
I write poetry
- - only for my heart
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This is Sunday
makes exception to other week days!
Morning Sun shines
with a smile of Holiday!
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When colors wrote a poetry
it is Rainbow on the sky
When rain wrote a poetry
it is River on earth
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That beauty called Butterfly
came flying fluttering its little wings
and sat on her finger!
She kissed softlyits colorful wing
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A few dew drops
on Rose Petal
Wind blew softly
scattered some dew drops!
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The Sun was painting red & yellow on the blue canvas of evening sky
The birds spread their last wings was bidding adieu to the sun
before returning to their home
The wind was whispering into the ears of the flowers
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