Biography of RR. Srimanchantha
The great discovery of releasing emotions through poems have been a true blessing. Thanks to a wonderful friend who showed me the way!
I'm not good with words
Nor am I with the language
But I dare write poems
Only to impress another
Landing as a poetess
Neither knowing the idioms, nor the phrases
How to correctly punctuate, or to rhyme
I write from my feelings
I write from imaginations
Some even from the dull reality.
I'll write as long as the words feed
As long as someone cares to read
Your comments are my only need.
RR. Srimanchantha Poems
When an angel returns to heaven With despair we question why For she goes back to where she belongs Twas a blessing to have her with us
Poems For You
In the early hours of the day When mind is pure Ego asleep Soul intact to the heart
The path I choose needs time Patience and determination Difficult to take and painful to endure Discouragement and hopelessness along the way
A fable of a fain fat fairy with fair feak in fine foulard follows the fad for fandango. Her flair for fabulous fashionable finds, enhances her feminine flame that flares ferociously.
What I had for you was admiration What I gave you was respect What I made you was my mentor What I felt for you were the best of feelings
Alive But Dead
When death snatches away a loved one Separation becomes heart throbbingly painful Alas leaving memories of the last encounters, the regrets..
My Eternal Twin
I hate this woman! She puts me in such situation That I'm taken advantage of Used and abused, thereof
Halloween Or Not Halloween
There were times when stories were told Wide eyed..open mouths We listened earnestly Believed totally.
A Blessed Miracle
Its been fourteen years now,3rd May.. Such a special day to remember One of the most exciting days in my life The best thing happened in a long time
A curse in disguise of a blessing The cause of slavery The cause of tension The cause of passion
The Lost Soul
I wondered and wondered what interests you I wondered and wondered what amuses you I wondered what dreams and fantasies you have I wondered what hopes and desires you crave
I'm not good with words Nor am I with the language But I dare write poems Only to impress another
Being two birds from different nests Entwined and entangled, became the dearest A strange affair that grew with enigma
Destiny is the reason we meet The purpose is unknown But the marks it leaves lasts long
The Lost Soul
I wondered and wondered what interests you
I wondered and wondered what amuses you
I wondered what dreams and fantasies you have
I wondered what hopes and desires you crave
I wondered how I could get close to you and know you more
I wondered what this friendship is about and what it bore