The Magic Of The Breeze - 1 Poppy, Dream Flower [a Collection Of Poems] Poem by Angelina Pandian

The Magic Of The Breeze - 1 Poppy, Dream Flower [a Collection Of Poems]



My poem begins with a Poppy
Poppy the dream flower
The fairy of sleep walked by
Dropping her poppies along
For each one a flower by the bed
The petals hold our sleep within.
But, then, she forgets me now
Since the day I started seeing you
No poppies for me, no sleep
Hence no dreams!

[The Magic of the Breeze - is a collection of poems where the mood of love is expressed in connection with the varying moods of the breeze. The tittle & idea was inspired when I was one day actually asked by a friend mine to come and drink some breeze, he gave me a specified seat in the electric train and initiated me at the bend between Korattur and Patravakkam railway stations, suburbs of chennai. I drank gallons of pure air, the breeze kissed me, yes, I was addicted for nearly 3 or 4 months and then my route changed, much to my sadness! I invite you all to enjoy the refreshing cool breeze]

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
premji premji 07 June 2009

korattoor, pattaravaakkam, ambattur, avadi....when you start the journey from central....the koovam rivers stink a lot...you keep on travelling...ourskirts of chennai....even i enjoyed the same thing...you know i took ordinary tickets and traveled in first... nobody asked anything may be because i resemble a cop to anyone! that too sitting on the right side...i used to close nose near koovams and used to take wide gasp of fresh air to survive...now i am also in your breeze train....... here we go........chuk........chuk...........chu.....ssssssssssss.......

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