shyam balaji Poems

On an evening spring,
euphony from a guitar string,
maple leaves shed from trees.
yellow ground and a gracious breeze.
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Across oceans, as sole hawk-
yearning for a soul to talk,
through my path, had an isolated walk.
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The time when I laid on your laps, mother,
of the outside world I lest bother
That's time I was four.
You bet me, chided me, advised me,
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During a dark dense quiet night
on cloudy day's dim light,
I saw the most horror frightened sight.
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Sitting lonely on a chair
breathing some morning air
thinking so hard
to become a bard
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I remember a day 10 years back,
my eyes staring at a mango sack.
My sweet grandpa got it from his garden,
with so much love and affection laden.!
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Oh! Great is the slope of the meadow
lush green lawn grown so low
drops of dew on every blade of grass flow.
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Patriotic mind of mine kindled
impulsive thoughts that induced
the cells of mine to see India developed.
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Sound of blossom of a flower,
I desire to hear,
the sound of nature.
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Where in the world
could I ever see her,
Up the hills, down the plain,
oh! Please appear here dear!
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