Sphoorthi Padmini Rangarajan
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Life exists in my dream world,
Built beside water world;
Around and around to twirl,
Placed fine candle cones on curls;
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Real Estate
Missing all the tall trees along the roadside,
With no sign of free ride;
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The beautiful pair of eyes,
Sparkling and rise;
Seldom laughs but cries,
Holds love of the beloved high;
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My dreams of fulfillment
Accomplished with resilient,
With blazing stars of brilliant
Like a joyful Brazilian
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The path that I choose to travel
Was tough, hard yet marvel
Pit pots with less of pebbles and more of gravels,
In the journey of life,
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Life is not a straight road,
Neither a pleasant abode,
It's topsy - turvy curve make,
The journey of life agreeable.
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I enthralled seeing a little one
Sitting on a swing,
Tied in the midst of the threshold,
With scary laugh and cry
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Years ago, I saw most of them carrying a bright yellow colour cloth bag,
Yellow bag for buying vegetables and fruits,
Yellow bag for carrying tiffin and lunch box,
Yellow bag my grandpa's best companion,
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I sat around most of the time,
Right from childhood to college time;
Passed by days and nights,
When no one around to see my plight;
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Emptiness within,
Need for feelings to fill in;
Long for those stretched arms,
That never harms.
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Lonely in the night,
Looking at my plight,
Confused with what is wrong,
And what is right.
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I asked mom,
What is a Bomb?
She smiled and held my palm;
Looked worried; still with a calm;
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Is it tempestuous moments spend together or,
Is it exchange of hugs and kisses, or
Is it meaningful nights spend rolling on, or
Is it the hot and violent gestures temptation, or
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I trusted you more than self,
I believed you more than self,
I considered you more than self,
You betrayed me oh! Betrayer!
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Oh God! Why did you create me as a ‘GIRL'?
With gold chained bounds and curls,
My ‘Name' spreads displeasure,
And I am not a treasure,
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Twilight set in the horizon,
Filled with happiness for a reason,
Dressed in ethnic Elizabethan,
Looked through the opening of the window,
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Fell scattered on the floor of Turkish carpet,
Colours of rubies, cherries and scarlet,
That I cherished blues and violets,
My heart filled with sweet memories creamy chocolates
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Dawn to dusk,
In the fields with husk-musk,
Pastures of greenery turned layers of purples,
Engulfing the meadows by forming a junk of crest,
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Blissful morning rays,
Spread the good wishes without delay,
Marble shaped curdled clouds,
Bow down to earth
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Springs welcomed the morning sky,
Moist pearls on flowers sigh,
It was month of July,
With a bouquet in hand and a lovely necktie,
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Sphoorthi Padmini Rangarajan Biography
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In My Sand Fortress
Life exists in my dream world,
Built beside water world;
Around and around to twirl,
Placed fine candle cones on curls;
In my Sand Fortress!
On a bright full moon day,
Awaiting for my love to come and play;
In my garden of flowers spread all the way,
The gentle breeze of aromatic spray;
Welcomes my love for a long stay,
In my Sand Fortress! !
Table and chairs of sand,
White lacy curls adore the edges of strands;
Tea pots brewing hot with cinnamon grind
And smoky snacks made with dirty hand;
In middle the tall bunch of flower stands,
In my Sand Fortress! ! !
Dressed in purple floral gown,
The gather flares flowing down;
My silky hair tresses of brown,
On either shoulders with curls on;
Soft lips and rosy cheeks colouring lawn,
In my Sand Fortress! ! ! !
Bright moon sets in the middle of the sky,
Clear clouds pass and fly;
To walk holding hands and staring eyes,
To have you my love on rosy bed to arise;
Lips say and ears long to hear fond reply,
In my Sand Fortress! ! ! ! !
Envying moon moving east,
Morning bells welcoming priests;
Chirping birds calls for aid at least,
Violent waves hit the fortress like a beast;
Wild fowl cry in the air increased,
In my Sand Fortress! ! ! ! ! !
My sand fortresses smashed and splatter,
Divine love feast scatter;
To my love my love is just a matter,
Who longs for a fresh new flower like a wild catcher;
Lay beside a thorny snatcher,
My love bleeds with every scratcher;
Yet long to rebuild the sand fortress,
To repaint my love with loving portraits;
On smashed Sand Fortress! ! ! ! ! ! !
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4/25/2024 11:31:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Loved the poem Met in the meadows and lost in mist very much. It touched and kindled my life