Sunday, January 16, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Happy New Year
I always woke up a little late, not that i like it but it does happens unfortunately. Well its kind of a middle of month, and i am posting my New Year message. You see there are lot of things to get not doing what that should be and i agree to it heheh...
The dawn of the year didn't have bashing welcome but, a nice bath around midnight and tidy and neat home( i actually call it home; feel good at home in.hehe..), as the best ones are far away, i didn't celebrate it with pompous and trumpet along.
Well before anything its Pongal today and Happy Pongal to all.
So as i say i need a little more time to come back where i haven't been. I need to hold on till the next dawn and then i could say.
Well the resolution, i will try to maximise time and minimise space. I will try to buy joy and spend money.
I actually don't have a lot of resolutions per se.
So thats it... heehe.... Happy New Year..
The dawn of the year didn't have bashing welcome but, a nice bath around midnight and tidy and neat home( i actually call it home; feel good at home in.hehe..), as the best ones are far away, i didn't celebrate it with pompous and trumpet along.
Well before anything its Pongal today and Happy Pongal to all.
So as i say i need a little more time to come back where i haven't been. I need to hold on till the next dawn and then i could say.
Well the resolution, i will try to maximise time and minimise space. I will try to buy joy and spend money.
I actually don't have a lot of resolutions per se.
So thats it... heehe.... Happy New Year..
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
My Pride
Round and round, i go up and down,
Merry, little fairy, and a delight.
In whose crown i took my pride;
and all enemies i shook with smile.
The coward dies many times,
thought i still miss the ugly times.
Sweet are the grapes, from thin slender hands;
the more i felt as wary i am.
With bloods all around,
as stars they say "shall die, one day".
Moments of task, it spread
I bow'd in thee, head down.
Mystery it is, i ponder.
for peace, is none but all absurd.
You live and die for them to be.
I know the bitter, still i merry.
For its gone in once,
when all its shown.
And i retire in deep slumber
then shall i rise, for me and again.
Merry, little fairy, and a delight.
In whose crown i took my pride;
and all enemies i shook with smile.
The coward dies many times,
thought i still miss the ugly times.
Sweet are the grapes, from thin slender hands;
the more i felt as wary i am.
With bloods all around,
as stars they say "shall die, one day".
Moments of task, it spread
I bow'd in thee, head down.
Mystery it is, i ponder.
for peace, is none but all absurd.
You live and die for them to be.
I know the bitter, still i merry.
For its gone in once,
when all its shown.
And i retire in deep slumber
then shall i rise, for me and again.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
To a Skylark
On a young summer sky,
Among woods and among trees,
When the journey never hath halt,
for a change, doth never open,
A sudden feeling maketh me surprise.
When mighty sun seems so pleasing,
A distant silver caught me blind,
as it smiles, doth on me.
As she hovers at noon sky,
makes me wonder, and a delight.
The days are deary and night so long,
for i ponder and i sought.
beside the fountain, and the hillock,
with silver shinings and velvet breast,
caught me wilder, i saw it again.
The land of fairies, and of lords;
the land of peoples, and of soul;
the fountain of love;
and the pleasure of soulmate;
And memories i harvest in thy land.
Thine eyes as clear as water;
and stillness o' the night;
With little foams dancing along rocks;
thy melody streches miles along.
for a hard man day and his night.
The beauty of life a wonder
In thy words, yet still unknown.
for i count in joy and balance
by virtue, and the beauty
for quest of the lesser known.
By brook and the foam
thy song so sweet and the still;
and oft in times amongst places,
thou if i hath ever known,
O wonder Thou art, the skylark.
(contd)
Among woods and among trees,
When the journey never hath halt,
for a change, doth never open,
A sudden feeling maketh me surprise.
When mighty sun seems so pleasing,
A distant silver caught me blind,
as it smiles, doth on me.
As she hovers at noon sky,
makes me wonder, and a delight.
The days are deary and night so long,
for i ponder and i sought.
beside the fountain, and the hillock,
with silver shinings and velvet breast,
caught me wilder, i saw it again.
The land of fairies, and of lords;
the land of peoples, and of soul;
the fountain of love;
and the pleasure of soulmate;
And memories i harvest in thy land.
Thine eyes as clear as water;
and stillness o' the night;
With little foams dancing along rocks;
thy melody streches miles along.
for a hard man day and his night.
The beauty of life a wonder
In thy words, yet still unknown.
for i count in joy and balance
by virtue, and the beauty
for quest of the lesser known.
By brook and the foam
thy song so sweet and the still;
and oft in times amongst places,
thou if i hath ever known,
O wonder Thou art, the skylark.
(contd)
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