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Yamini Iyer Poems
The lonesome house, in the hours so still There she was, lying against the grill Tired of an unblinking stare at the inane street She shut her eyes, sealing all her soul to weep
The You in you
There is something different with you There is some disparity Unable to find the ground I sit and think and rethink
The Kite Flight
Amid air, it flew, high aloft dusky clouds welcomed the flight as soft… Arms spread, with the breeze it blew The only string with the rider, bond others few.
Deciphered You Nowhere and Everywhere..
..and I fail to answer them They ask me where You are… In the morns of the breaking dawns.. In the cozy rays of the chilling morns…
Awestruck, I stood amidst them They grinned and swayed at thy tunes Exuberant were they to witness thy mien Hath I not blest that fortune?
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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The lonesome house, in the hours so still
There she was, lying against the grill
Tired of an unblinking stare at the inane street
She shut her eyes, sealing all her soul to weep
Wafting through the past, the memories that haunted
The past of boundless agony, the past where all taunted
With a sigh of fatigue she opened her eyes
To see a bright day, to find the awaited surprise
After a decade, where did the breeze find it’s way?
What sourced the odorless space with the fragrance that sway?
The bright sunlight nurtured her survival
The chiming bells ...