When My Heart Deeply Pines For You..
when my heart deeply pines for you
o my dear, why all the birds
that chirp and coo and in graceful flights
seem to carry a message from you
but cruelly not dropp it onto my longing heart?
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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When You Are Touching Me Softly..
when you are touching me softly
with your closed eyes drenched in love
o my love, you are touching my soul
deeply inset in your heart!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Hi..bird Of The Spring Season, What Is Your Name? [ Part-4 ]
Hi...Bird Of Spring! What Is Your Name?
[ Part-4 ]
O..gliding Songster
That drives away
The crowding worries!
Sail your wings towards me!
O..the huge heap of gold
To a famished soul!
Come near me
Floating on the air!
O..the cool shower of rain
To the withering crops!
Alight on me
With throatful of notes!
O..the fresh fast flood
That breaches its bunds!
Descend on my shoulders
In one single flight!
O..Divine Bird!
I have been here
To swim in your music currents!
Visit this longing heart!
O..the Angel of Melodies!
Land on my heart
Revealing your name
In your sweetest voice!
-S.Chandra Kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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The 'tweet Tweet' Call Of Drongo
the 'tweet tweet' call
&
the 'tweet tweet' call 'in pairs'
from the sweet throat
of the split-tailed black dra[o]ngo
in bold postures on slender branches
matches the whispering calls
of a love in tender dreams
on a moon-flooded night!
what an aquiline shape
with a lengthy forking tail
god has blessed this bird with!
a pleasing feast for eyes
as it unfolds and tucks in
its graceful wings fanning designs
in short, sudden and swift flights
composure calm and bearing elegant
intermittent notes in melody soaked,
piped through the honeyed throat,
a beauty carved out of a glossy black!
o how many are your modulations,
each one competing with the rest
in flooding my heart and soul
in every musical excellence!
you have become my inseparable companion
amidst all morning glories!
and the music and melody of my life!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Mother! You Could Not Have Left Us.
Mother..!
You could not have left us from this world
Though you met with that final knock of death ten years ago,
All the time lamenting ' I have lived my life fully
And seen all its pains and pleasures
In their barest attires and unadulterated attitudes
And I should not be a burden to any of my children
Riding on cursed bed, cooking ever thoughts in hazy visions
On helpless bones and loosened muscles.....! '
I could deeply infer that you could not leave us,
So dear to you with your bonds on us so tight and strong!
Yes I know your heart could not rest content even in heaven
Without casting caring looks on all your posterity-
Yes Mom! I feel your strong presence hovering ever around me
Everywhere I tread on amidst all my trials and tribulations.
Your tight close look scares and disperses clouds of gloom to nowhere.
Yes mom! I am not alone, never alone
But in your invisible company charging me with hope!
-
S.CHANDRA KALAADHAR
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Make A Good Recipe Of Your Ego...!
you can ever be happy
if you could make a good recipe of
your kingly ego striding with straight vision
and serve it at the dinner table
of your near and dear
and to all who matter most to you!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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O This Pain Is Unbearable!
one who is ever close to heart
and opens out baring all in total faith
has suddenly closed it tight
and gone lipless with far-away looks-
o how killing it is for both souls!
heart seems to outburst in concern
every nerve straining to send
unbearable ' rush-back-to-me ' messages
all moments souls interchanged
o what a wreckage we have become!
o heavenly angel, descend on us at once
take us in each of your hand
hold us both in the bosom of your heart-
o the pain is unbearable!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Everything Gets Reflected In Me
everything gets reflected in me-
the sky, the rolling clouds
the call of the birds and the sea,
the rustle of the leaves in whispering winds-
in the limpid lake of my mind
and their moods change its colours-
every fragrance wings into my heart
and every thought of mine soars into the space
to shine alongside brilliant stars and suns.
my laughter finds its colour in the brilliance of flowers
and my tears in the trembling pearls of the mist;
my deep fancies i dispatch to setting skies
my heaves of sighs to the billowy oceans
my anger is imaged in thunder and lightning
and my love in the songs of harmless birds!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Deep In Your Heart
I do know lifes been hard for you my love
Well take it slow and let our feelings grow
Day by day I feel Im getting closer to you
Come with me, wont let you slip away
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
I know you want me too
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
Thats all I want from you
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
You feel the way I do
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
And I keep longing to be with you
To survive you have tried to run from love
Deep down inside you want me in your life
Storm by storm Im breaking down this wall round your heart
I hold on to all your fears are gone
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
I know you want me too
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
Thats all I want from you
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
You feel the way I do
Deep in your heart you are longing for love
And I keep longing to be with you
song performed by by Lasgo
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Til' The Last Drop
My pen has only a little ink before it is dry, but my heart still has many more words to say. So I will write until my heart has no more words to say or ’til the last drop.
My dear sweet love;
It has been several years since my eyes have had the pleasure of seeing your beautiful face, or my arms the pleasure of feeling your warm embrace.
But I’d like you to know ‘til the last tear dropp falls
from my eyes, in my heart your love will lie.
‘Til the last dropp of love leaves my heart, you and I will never part.
‘Til the last dropp of compassion is drained from my soul, in my arms you I will forever hold.
It has been several years since you been out my life, and even through you’re in heaven you’re still my wife.
Well, my love the words are starting to fade, but not because my heart has no more to say, but my pen is going dry.
But before the last dropp I’d like you to know I will love you ‘til the day I die.
Weird-Bird
from the wire chirp
on the wire chirp
frantic head
to and fro
to and fro
chirp, chirp, chirp
little bird on a wire
head and beak
to and fro
to and fro
ten times in a second
tail up, tail down, tail up, tail down
the tight feathered bodice
doing a twist
legs angled tight on tiny wire
a tightrope walker
chirp, chirp, chirp
looking for some fun
looking for a companion to share its day
chirp, chirp, chirp
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Weird-Bird
Birds are flyin' south for winter.
Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north,
Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin',
Cold head bobbin' back 'n' forth.
He says, 'It's not that I like ice
Or freezin' winds and snowy ground.
It's just sometimes it's kind of nice
To be the only bird in town.'
Shel Silverstein
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
poem by E.E. Cummings
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Shout Into My Ears ' I Love You
o universe in your sweet whirls
shout into my ears 'i love you! '
my eyes are small
can't hold you in full measure -
yours too large to take note of me
but shout into my heart
' i love you! ' as i do.
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Somewhere In Some Desolate Corner..
somewhere in some desolate corner
crouching on the shores of mind
someone may await daily my poems
with an undying passion
and as a curing touch on wearied heart -
for that one i write in endless streams
whose name, sex, face and voice,
nothing i am aware of-
may be a thousand years hence-
to that expectant one i dedicate my poem-
my heart would throb with that soul
my vibrations would merge in perfect harmony
winging past gladly the sweat of centuries.
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Oh! My dear God
Oh! My dear God
You are my reverential Lord
You are ever with me, my Ward
For which heartfelt thanks transmits this bard!
For myself, I have not wanted this
For myself, I have not wanted that
You have always provided this and that
I am so very grateful for all that.
During pooja time when I stand before you
All the kindness you've shown, I view
For which my heart with emotion swells
As ring the pooja ‘s tinkling bells.
At the temple your magnificence, when I behold
My heart throbs with subtle thoughts untold
There before you when I humbly bow
Streams of tears from my eyes do flow.
Whilst expecting the birth of our first grandson delightfully
There fell a thunder-bolt—he was asphyxiated deeply
Oh God! I entreated you weeping with all my heart
And you came to our rescue and let not his life to part!
I remember that was the one occasion
When I implored you for my dear grandson
And for that -your munificence, truly great
I hold my heart's over flowing gratitude till date.
Oh! My dear God
You are my reverential Lord
You are ever with me, my Ward
For which heartfelt thanks transmits this bard!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Read With Your Heart
My heart is beating with a love, so strong and so true,
my heart is beating with a love just for you,
my heart is singing a song you don't seem to hear,
yes my heart is crying out to you dear,
my heart is waiting here all alone,
it almost finds you, then poof you are gone,
my heart will keep looking all day and all night,
hoping one day it will find you, when things are just right,
don't read poems with your mind, but read with your heart,
there is a message hidden in each little part,
yes there is a message in each little poem,
keep reading them honey, till you are my own.
poem by Harry Bryant
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I Carry Your Heart with Me
I carry your heart with me
the way rose petals hold up
its beauty, a brimful of tender
care as it implores the world -
touch me, embrace me
i carry your heart with me
the way rose petals postulate love -
a crown of charm and affection
as they give in to each other to
spread around the message of love
I carry your heart with me
night and day, day and night
and savour every of your breaths
and ideals, the way the breeze raises
a rose in its gentle dance
of approval and acceptance
I carry your heart with me
the way the roses act out love
open and fold their shapely
contours and matching textures
into an irresistible allure
I carry your heart with me,
a carte blanche to my dreams
a rose to celebrate all my joys and
a repository to dissolve all my tribulations
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Creation Has Taught Me A Lesson
creation taught me a lesson.
&
nature photography has taught me a philosophy
of mountainous proportions in a language of silence-
if you deeply desire to merge into nature's grandeur
you must reduce yourself to a dot and featureless even,
and the glory and the inaccessible peace would be yours-
but if you cannot escape your centripetal urge to yourself,
you alone would be there in full bloom
and not the immensity and the intricacy of creation!
&
s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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My Greatness In My Smallness
when i stand at the centre of the inverted bowl
of the immense sky as a speck of dust
i feel elated that i had the real measure of me
in the scheme of the universe, undressing all my arrogance;
but when i raise my head to gaze into the blue heavens
and the dark skies littered with star sprays
my heart swells as expansive as the limitless heavens
with mysteries of the universe raining into me in thick showers
journeying millions of light years on tireless wings
bearing the message of love and oneness of souls
though they are gigantic and i, a miniscule of a miniscule.
yes i enjoy this greatness when i realize my smallness!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Drops Of Water, Drops Of Thought
Drops of water, Drops of thoughts
When eyes of sky rain
Each dropp has an angel
Carry the dropp somewhere
Each dropp has a special fate
When head of sky birth
Each brainchild has an angel
Carry the dropp to a brain
One dropp to write another on to paint
Each dropp has a special fate
All what we need is just to pray
poem by hosny Soliman
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A Depressed Girl
a depressed girl
&
her eyes have strayed into the horizon
never to return for eternity, it seems;
or have they struck a chord with another soul?
her heart is a boiling cauldron of conversations;
she tries to serve to all near ones through her tight lips
but none seems to have appetite for her delicacies;
she has hence forsaken this proximate world of far off hearts
and journeys in space of mindless distances
in search of a resonant heart to share her all.
her every word here stikes a very discordant note
and everyone is bereft of a soft and warm word;
even their looks spit contempt on her face
everyone thinks she has no sensitive heart.
will anyone around her surround her with eager ears
and bring her back soon into this colourful world?
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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