Nanthinii Mohan Poems

When you spoke of swing,
I thought of starving.
When you spoke of better living,
I thought of living better.
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A golden carpet spread vast and wide,
Bringing us before, a dancing silvery deluge!
As if a new pink bud waking up,
From its deep and deep sleep;
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Did you take your name after – paradox?
You let us smile, and you let us cry.
Sometimes you still smile;
But rarely do I see u in tears.
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It is the colour of seven threaded in one;
As that of a free silk gown, before the eyes of poor!

It is a greeting to earth through clouds;
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Have you ever wish to hear the world's best song?
I do wish, when I hear it now.
I know very well that it was not for me exactly;
yet, it rages my envy why is it always for someone else and not me?
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A lovely paradise - she once was.
With birds chirping all around,
Dolphins and whales singing for their mates.
Not even one storm that passed wrecked her;
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I'm not a poet
To write about you!
What are all the bits and pieces?
You want me to say:
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I remember the day, when I strolled with you!
You cared for me at my very steps-
Holding my arm in yours;
I kept moving by your side- all along the way.
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That morning! Seemed to arise late
And I was to get up earlier that day;
No time to feel that salubrious ambiance,
And no minute to yawn or relax!
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