Renjith V. Sathyan Poems

When it is dawn
The flowers look up eagerly
As if they are waiting someone.
When it is dusk
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I was lazing for some time,
And roses laid the bed for me.
But, I was covered with a cloth,
Which extended from top to toe.
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Never a poet, a lover of beauty.
Nor a singer, a devotee of music.
Words burst out from my heart.
Music whistles from my mind.
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The day is too sanguine
Still I feel so morose
Her eyes speak a lot
Still she keeps a gulf.
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She jumps up early when the alarm rings
Does her shower and makes the food
Picks up the newspaper beside the gate
And makes me wake and brings a hot tea.
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