Chandrashekar a posy poet
I hail from a tiny village near Bangalore, India. a graduate of law and a post graduate of commerce and management, serving in electronic media for over 19 years and having immense passion for life, nature and learning, deeply interested in theatre, music and literature. I write in Kannada and in English and have published my first collection of poems in Kannada titled as “Mussanjeya Mukhaamukhi” and in English 'Paradise of Fantasies'. more »
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Chandrashekar a posy poet Poems
The empty and lonely sky yet, so serene and still and at scorching noon Why am I eager?
O my svelte lass Yearn to touch Your lustrous feet And wish to pass through
Paradise of fantasies, the
At times, You excite me so much And many a time Deeply hurt me too
Learn To Lose
Most pray for Wealth, wisdom and health For self and for Near and dear
Just One Leg
If we were to have Just One Leg: How could we -
Beauty is very naughty
it's in the silence It's in the rhythm It's in the rhyme It's in the flow
A posy poet!
A poet must be really crazy Sometimes, He chooses to understate, And at times overstates
An incessant cry
A infant cries incessantly and the warm blood flows beneath, Kissing his soft palms playing with its warm embrace
the art of giving
There is an immense Pleasure my friend In giving and sharing, with deserving needy
Feel the presence Of omnipotent; Through the tender touch Of a gentle wind
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The empty and lonely sky
yet, so serene and still
and at scorching noon
Why am I eager?
To spot the celestial clouds
Moving in tune and rows of ibis
Fly in rhythm
Why did I?
Snatch the book
And turn the pages so hastily
While trying to resist
An intense outburst!
Why am I so restless?
To find the heavenly leaves
Of light green to dun
Dancing in tune with gentle wind
On naked tree!
Why am I?
to collect so hurriedly
All that junk food
And had it all so swift
to feel copiously relieved! ...