Like a calf I stroll
Looking for green serene
Surrounding trees
Arise gusty breeze
Looking for that and this
Not knowing the bliss
Found you my mother
Came running hither
Unto your warmness
Dissolving all the sourness
A home coming I feel
Never would I like to leave
Looking for green serene
Surrounding trees
Arise gusty breeze
Looking for that and this
Not knowing the bliss
Found you my mother
Came running hither
Unto your warmness
Dissolving all the sourness
A home coming I feel
Never would I like to leave
8 comments:
Oiii - can't see ath much with the green font on the dirty green background :-(!
Hey I can see it pretty well in my screen...anyways will change the colour back to black...
hey prasanna,
beautiful poem !
boo hoo hoo i want my mommy now !!!
Awesome stuff...u shud consider sending these to the Forest Flower.
Shilpa - :-)
Rams - Thanks da, I have already sent a set of them. lets see if I have any luck getting them published.
Analum neenga romba mosam... :-((
Kalangathalae, puzl arika vaikiringae... :-)
Anto - LOL!
Nice man :-). Going home is always such a sweet experience!
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