A second of a spark,
Thrived to take me out of the dark!
Gave me an anonymous feeling,
Promised me a potion of healing!
A minute of silence,
Tried to give me resilience!
Made me meditate what should I do,
To stand one among the bright few!
An hour of the past,
Tried to make me think fast!
On, How I have been,
In my blues and greens!
A day of thought,
Made me hot and hot!
Think of various bright personalities,
And hone on my abilities!
Let there be a spark in my sword,
To answer all my silence to the world!
Let every day of my present and future,
Make me a king, in my gestures!
When the world look upon the sky,
They see an enormous puissance with Sigh!
And, there you see me good and efficient!
As a pessimist to all negatives and deficient!
Seeing the way I grow to the crown!
With all the good in me and no drown!
I will be a metaphor of persistence!
Show how one should find a reason for his existence!
Composed By: Mani Jayaram
Date: 19th December 2005.
For: Yes! My daily thirst. What else? :)
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
My Poem - The Feeling of Love
Where in this huge world does she live?
And how much more sweet troubles will she give?
Is this all that I am into, a hormonal rush?
Or just the output of my empathy, a poetic gush!
She makes me feel in her, all the seasons,
Don’t know why? For whatsoever reasons,
In her, the sense of all the elements of earth,
Makes me feel in her, nothing in dearth!
The hot summer of her scorching eyes,
Adds to my bland life, a lot of spice!
The blooming spring of her mesmerizing beauty,
Runs my manliness to its fullest heavy-duty!
Fire stumbles on the purity of her nature,
Land trembles on the endurance in her stature,
Ocean loses to the depth, her love reaches,
Sky tumbles seeing the height of her kind features!
Her straights, bends and those beautiful curves,
Takes a roller-coaster ride on my nerves!
Making me feel that life is worth this wait,
To feel and see all goodness in her traits!
The white jasmines of her adorable smiles,
My mind carries away for miles and miles,
The fragrance of her love that it gives,
Is the only one for which my heart lives!
I need to drench in the rain of love,
And it is for this feeling, my heart will bow,
Feel the thunder's rhythm when our hearts beat,
Feel the lightning's spark when our eyes meet!
The day I shower and sprinkle my love on you,
Like the fresh morning rose adorned by the dew,
Like the grass whispering its love to the rain drops,
Will you speak your love to shower my love crops?
Composed By : Mani Jayaram
Date : 16-Jul-2007
How : Travelling 2 hours [to and fro] to my office, I keep hearing lovely cine melodies. Wanting to outpour my thoughts in the same lines, to show that I am also romantic :)
And how much more sweet troubles will she give?
Is this all that I am into, a hormonal rush?
Or just the output of my empathy, a poetic gush!
She makes me feel in her, all the seasons,
Don’t know why? For whatsoever reasons,
In her, the sense of all the elements of earth,
Makes me feel in her, nothing in dearth!
The hot summer of her scorching eyes,
Adds to my bland life, a lot of spice!
The blooming spring of her mesmerizing beauty,
Runs my manliness to its fullest heavy-duty!
Fire stumbles on the purity of her nature,
Land trembles on the endurance in her stature,
Ocean loses to the depth, her love reaches,
Sky tumbles seeing the height of her kind features!
Her straights, bends and those beautiful curves,
Takes a roller-coaster ride on my nerves!
Making me feel that life is worth this wait,
To feel and see all goodness in her traits!
The white jasmines of her adorable smiles,
My mind carries away for miles and miles,
The fragrance of her love that it gives,
Is the only one for which my heart lives!
I need to drench in the rain of love,
And it is for this feeling, my heart will bow,
Feel the thunder's rhythm when our hearts beat,
Feel the lightning's spark when our eyes meet!
The day I shower and sprinkle my love on you,
Like the fresh morning rose adorned by the dew,
Like the grass whispering its love to the rain drops,
Will you speak your love to shower my love crops?
Composed By : Mani Jayaram
Date : 16-Jul-2007
How : Travelling 2 hours [to and fro] to my office, I keep hearing lovely cine melodies. Wanting to outpour my thoughts in the same lines, to show that I am also romantic :)
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