My sweetheart rose

Though there were many beauties
none were like her beautiful
beautifully, with young petals;
and since my eyes saw her
it deny to close lids

Savor sweet those tender lips
soft and unharmed rose cheeks
she smiles innocently, opening her lips;
and pretty in pink wear
she caught up my eyes in cold weather

For women eyelids are beautiful
for flower petals are beautiful
eyelids would close, not the bloomed flower;
whatever else flowers are beautiful
whereas closed or opened its petals.

I can’t be here as well as there these days, since I caught up with cold and fever from last Saturday. Doing good only today, I will be at regular soon… taking care all! :)

பேப்பர் கவிதை/ Paper poem

பட்டம்
பணம் தந்தார்கள் பேப்பர் வாங்க
படித்ததை எழுதி பட்டம் பெற;
நானும் பெற்றேன் பட்டம்
படித்து அல்ல, பறக்க விட

They gave money to buy paper
to write what learned to get degree;
I too got the degree - kite
not by learned, but to get fly


பணம்
பணம் பத்தும் பண்ணும் என்பார்கள்
ஆனால் பேப்பர் இல்லையெனில்
பணமே இல்லை

Money does many things
but there’s no paper
no money

கப்பல்

நனைவோம் என்ற நினைப்பை மறந்து
பேப்பர் மடித்து விட்ட கப்பல்;
கவிழாமல் நனையாமல் செல்ல
குடைபிடித்து சென்ற தருணம்
என்றும் நினைவில் நிற்க்கும் கரையாமல்

Forgetting the thought of getting soaked
to fold paper to leave boat;
to sail without overturn and soak
the moment went on holding umbrella
always remain in mind without dissolving.

RIP YSR

The 24 hours of uncertain came to an end by ending YSR’s life to chopper crash into dense forest. There something strikes everyone to feel sorry about his sudden expire and it’s a great lose to nation and being an admirable Chief Minister of our neighbor state Andhra Pradesh, he deserves the honor of being consecutive for 2nd term as CM!

I was concern about news coming out from yesterday noon and put’s in anxious what would have happen to chopper that carries YRS. There were two thoughts in mind and one it might be crashed down or caught up by Naxals, but wished that nothing happens to him.

The first thing I wake to ask mom in momring was, what happens to Reddy? and she said chopper has found. But I wasn’t confine he is safe and later came to news that chopper crashed and convinced none to survive. I convey my deep condolence to his family and volunteers who follow him as a leader and to those alike me admire for his administrative.

A visit to Bryant Park

One evening we went to Bryant Park in kodaikanal and it has very nice footpaths now; to sustain smooth movement to check the beautiful flowers in clusters to various types, colors and fragrance. The Flowers on exhibit has many lovely roses on the right side, looking away the fully bloomed and damaged, the little ones draw me a lot.

The Bryant Park on the eastern side of the Lake is one important tourist attractions in kodaikanal and this park was planned and built by H.D.Bryant - a forest officer from Madurai, in 1908 and was named after him. The 20.5 acres of landscape garden has 325 species of trees including century old and conducts annual flower shows are in month of May.

There nothing attracts me like the flowers and being crowd less there’s no pressure of disturbance. The way it all arranged, simply observes. The dahlias seem so tiresome and head falls, and only to think so it was even-tide with minutes to go dusk, and looking away those purple flowers stands alike sticks, strikes me when I see it near to realize those are leaves that turns purple and pink when elevate.

The park has green gardens that elevates with few conical trees and one tree has its part to attract to take few snaps with no fair back-ground. The other side of the park has thick grass floor to play and roll, and it has some designed structures of fruits, being cut down to sit around the white pillar, painted national flag and emblem on the top. I sense much cold here with tall trees closely surrounded.

It has an artificial pond looks alike and the flowers on exhibit looks pretty cool from the higher place. The park also has glass houses that said to have saved mist to keep some flowers exist and taking photos have been prohibited here, the steps doesn’t allow me to visit though. We spent sometime chatting over there on garden and enjoying the cold weather with clouds getting together to look alike yet to rain.

There was a young couple, seems like came over to honeymoon, brought a camera man along with them and takes varies shots around the park, and comes up with some romancing shots lying on either laps. Everyone at present turns a quick look at them and few express in envy to have not such opportunities in there life at there early marriage. There was another guy lied down by facing the pillar, with hands as his pillows seems like thinking about his future and his mate sitting beside busy with cell phone.

Reflections of rain – here

It rains here, from minutes before September dawns
and rocks throughout night in droplets of rain crashing earth

Its warm here, sense the same lazy yawns of noon hours in school
and comfort inside the blankets in response to the cool fans

Its pleasant here, so as it feels the off-season spring of hill stations
and delight in the diminish of light and heat in response to cold weather

It’s wet here, throughout lands and woods in hanging droplets in leaves
and silent source of birds and insects buzz near and faraway

Its odor here, since the droplets touch the earth to fragrance soil
and later unpleasant to the decay of plants and trash.

P.S. Welcome the month September with this pretty flower from Zinnia's family and let this month be so bright and delight to everyone to feel beautiful alike this flower.