Anthi Mandhaarai Poem by Prasad Natarajan

Anthi Mandhaarai

Fine sparkling tiny diamond like droplets,
Dripping, smiling, reflecting on window pane,
Fragile they seem, to the mighty power of gravity,
So does the flowing time across the days of rain,

Gently crawling snail on my damp stairs giggle,
Fresh blade of green sports more courage than me,
Ruby blood red petals, petals of the rose wait eagerly,
So does the pollen carrier in rain on a fruit tree,

Anthi Mandhaarai blooms whistling your fragrance,
Sweet smelling warm golden glowing ray of light,
Evenings still wait longing for the chirping of love birds,
So does my inner world which is black and white.

©Prasad.N 20th August 2011.
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