Prasad Natarajan Poems
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When I Dreamed
The windows of my body slowly close,
Abandoned in a garden full of red rose,
Walking amidst gentle flowing stream,
Golden yellow cutting through sun beam.
Lush olive green leaves of the huge trees,
Dusty brown grass growing up to my knees,
Breathing warmth in the fresh new air,
Walking through pastures on my foot bare.
She walked all the way holding my hand,
Time was slipping away like quick sand,
Her voice was so filled with love and care,
She was gentle, shy, sensitive and very fair.
Her light blue eyes like waves of the seas, ...
The Sparrow Band
In my balcony all alone,
Amidst leaf fall my mind too, prone.
A few grains in my closed hand,
I await the sounds of the Sparrow Band.
In my balcony under the sun,
I cast the grains out one by one.
They swoop down in a grey dash,
Peck at the grains, are off in a flash,