Sarda Mohan


Sarda Mohan Poems

1. Home Makers 4/24/2007
2. Those Little Hands 4/24/2007
3. My India 4/24/2007
4. A Pearl 4/24/2007
5. Cloudie 4/25/2007
6. Nature And You 4/25/2007
7. Realisation 4/26/2007
8. Sweet Little Me 4/23/2007
9. Snail Pace Pays 4/25/2007
10. Happiness In Green 4/25/2007
11. For Her 4/25/2007
12. On Diamonds 6/16/2011
13. Are You Here? 6/16/2011
14. Together 6/16/2011
15. There They Go 6/16/2011
16. It Happens 6/16/2011
17. Far Away 6/16/2011
18. To Papa With Love 6/16/2011
19. Achievers 4/22/2007
20. Life 4/23/2007
21. Visitors 4/26/2007
22. The Wish 4/23/2007
23. My Little Christmas 4/23/2007
24. Is'Nt It Proud? 4/25/2007
25. My Life - Yours Too 4/23/2007

Comments about Sarda Mohan

  • Kee Thampi (4/26/2007 12:35:00 AM)

    Not of a fugitive trend of a true Indian writes but she writes holistically, regain the gaiety to convey for our Mother India.Where else can you find?
    A lake as beautiful as the Dal
    Or the world’s wonder – The Taj Mahal
    Gir forests filled with lion’s roars
    Or the stretching miles of serene shores
    The Temple of Konark where sculptures speak..
    We know this World then only we know the value our culture

    a gentle writes but little garrulous

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  • Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran (4/23/2007 4:44:00 AM)

    Your poem is short and well composed. I would like to see more of your poems.from now on.
    Rajaram

Best Poem of Sarda Mohan

My Life - Yours Too

Me you call Nature’s wonder
When a cascade or a spring slender
Me as a mighty ocean you can see
As morning dew, I can always be.

I come running down from miles afar
Giggling, dancing all the way
Glittering like a diamond or a star
For which is enough, a little sun ray.

I’m the chief in the family of Nature
A friend of the trees, soil and every creature
But from your houses, fields and mills, into me flow
Wastes that have made my quality low.

When on me, oil you spill, I remain mute,
Unable to tell you – Do not pollute
You play holi on me –...

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The Wish

The autumn wind blew noisily
Over the big, strong tree
The dancing leaf let go its hold
It wanted to see the sea
Down it came sailing thro’the wind
And landed on the river
That ran beneath the big, strong tree.

The leaf was filled with glee

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