Poems of Varun Sivashankar
|1.||21st December: The End Of The World||3/7/2013|
|2.||Another World: Dreams||3/7/2013|
|6.||My Adventures In The Sea||3/3/2013|
|7.||My Brother's Excuses||3/7/2013|
|8.||My Dad's Work||3/7/2013|
|10.||On A Swing||3/7/2013|
|12.||Sights From A Train||3/7/2013|
|15.||The Doctor's Fear||3/7/2013|
|16.||The Tree Outside My Room||2/21/2013|
When it finally came, the season of spring,
I thought I'd enjoy everything.
But the singing of the birds drove me raving mad,
Insects in my house everywhere I had.
I sneezed every time I sniffed the pollen in the air,
By the end of the season, I was crying in despair.
Then came summer and parched me dry,
I prayed for rain but there wasn't a cloud in the sky.