sundaram chandrakalaadhar Poems

கீதாஞ்சலி...[ 3 ]

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birthday greetings to a noble brother turning 75...

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The playful Breeze touching me softly passes on;
Tells sweet tales in hush-hush voice in my ears;
Removes all my weariness with its healing hugs;
Calls me to close my eyes to sing my dear melodies;
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I am introduced as a 'good man! '
I suppress my surging laughter!
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I ANSWER THE CALL TO MY CELL PHONE IN MY HEART-
O IT IS THE CALL FROM THE MESSENGER OF DEATH;
HE SAYS, ' I AM ON MY MISSION TO YOUR HEART! '
I SENSE A TINY FIREBALL OF PAIN ROLLING IN MY HEART;
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everything gets reflected in me-

the sky, the rolling clouds
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come to me
in my complexion -
not on your moon-like skin
and sun and star-like glories;
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O my Merry Moon born in me!

Do not leave without telling me
If that naughty moon
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In the morning skies
shapely virgin clouds
in their best of postures
stand inviting attention!
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how many deviations a life's journey takes on on its onward march,
attracted to all and sundry sweet things, like bees, on its way-
a hop here, a bite there, a suck elsewhere, and a flight to something else;
quite puzzled to select its haunt, it reels in pain of defeat and non-achievement;
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