Thoughts Never Die

A gal has bribed ma heart,

I just can define this art ,

Bribed me through her thoughts,

Ma heart pretends not to be caught.

I have shared ma dreams ,

You hear me, ma heart screams.

Wave the signal green,

I wish I have the first date with an ice-cream.

I wonder wats all this -at the end of season,

I don’t want to miss u for any reason .

Happy -I have some-one to share ma burden,

I have not experienced this with any other women.

Let me not face a defeat ,

Ma heart ticks, ur heart beat,

This is not a state of Dead beat,

Finally I woke up from a wild sleep!

DARK IS BEAUTY

Blessed as a selected gene,

The world shouldn't be scene!

Born and developed from zygote,

In this world of partial dote.

 

Racism is an indelible stain,

Racist  have let their  brain drain.

I confess it to be white-skinned sin,

Lets break these rules to win.

 

Its time to cross racial border,

Dark people have nothing to ponder ,

Though their sex appeal have less to talk,

Sure they can win more than a cakewalk.

 

Mushrooming  rate of mortality,

Dark shinned are not to be pitied,

Times have changed in this egality,

Never the less Dark Is Beauty.

Home Sweet Home !

Home is a place of origin,

                  peace of mind,

A serene place for mankind,

A persons life begins here, 

Grows in this surrounding ,

Matures ;

Then leads his history ,

And dies ,

Simply its

The BEST place for mans reconcilation.

Note : written during 8th std. 

Early stage of poetry !

Holidays are near 

We are stepping on our gear

Our time is spent 

Without doing what is meant 

We go place to place 

With our suit case 

With our full pleasure

We are aming at our treasure

We are cool 

And then comes the school

Exams are near 

We are in our prayerssssss!!

 

A bottle of wine 

Went down his intestine 

That was the first time 

He had it with lime 

And there came his wife 

Armed with a Knife

for the trouble he had caused 

Which never had a pause 

Note: written during 7th std 

                         

 

Natures Beauty

Nature is the cause of trees 

Which gives us a lot of breeze 

I felt it this morning 

Without any warning 

I saw the birds 

In the sky 

Which can fly very high 

Ifelt a pain 

In my vein

I bow to that saying

That t will be willing to love nature 

For which I should be a nature lover 

Note: this was my first poem,written during:- 8th std 

Trt and Blore Trip

Awesome awesome awesome start,
Waiting for the train to depart.
We started our wild venture,
As the clock ticked four quarter.

Surprise bday celebration made ready,
Peri yet to be tuned cozy,
Had sumptuous lunch at jk s home town ,
I still have the essence around!

Loved the travel around tirutani:nook and corner,
Places we enjoyed are temple,ashram and reservoir,
One more to add is, eye sleepy experience at the theatre
Well… ! we also had one snoring entertainer.

Moved , reached blore early morning,
Tough time had to catch the van hurrying,
Never the less we enjoyed blore site seeing ,
Abhorring fact is that our wallets kept draining .

Musical fountain was a visual treat,(at mysore)
We made our purchase at commercial street
Finally penny less ! but managed to eat
Suresh Kumar gave us a good treat .

O o o its time to leave blore station,
Our journey never had ego collision.
I consider this trip as a friendship boon,
Hey guys lets have another trip soon......

We Stand United

Four years past in this jungle,

There were many to mingle.

To succeed is our only peddle,

Thank god we are positioned in the right saddle.

Jungle lurched up by creatures ,

We students are tough players ,

Fortunately trained by gud leaders.

Following ppl are ma class members.

No one can deny calling him as Kaadhal mannam,

Guess right ! called as Abinauv Ragunanthan.

Spot light Dinesh calls himself the boss,

Well his sincerity never has a pause .

CSE entertainment murasu ,

List topped by Kaviarausu.

Looked up Venkat as loduku,

Believe me he never falls in a single soduku.

Ogling at 6.2 dillu-Murali,

Who sits parallel to JP the pangaali.

Paired up with our class vadivelu-Peri,

He always has something to be worried.

Ajay sparkled by childish temper,

Bala (IBM) is the silent achiever.

Ganesh and Mani are weird brothers,

Both are talented mokkai putters.

SK considered as loosu mohan ,

Mano recently sprouted manmadhan.

Skinny Thiru has interesting blog events ,

Vinay famous for his snake dance movements.

This guy calls him silent, hard worker,

Arun our class (dabur)honey maker ,

Thirumoorthy blessed as excellent dancer,

They both are cse panda-brothers.

JK the guru of chit passing ,

The entire class keeps laughing .

Balas wheel(cars) keeps the college campus burning,

Additional sheet Prasanna never stops writing!!!

Sameem department nutty,

Marked his history as catty.

Vimal follows sharuks attire,

Karthik is the forest fire.

Sathish being violent in nature,

DR is the funniest creature,

Round the corner silently sits Nachi,

Trust me not, he is a pulla puchi .

Santhosh being a dedicated worker ,

Shankeer is the PRO assembler,

Finally Namit –department interpreter,

College life molded us together.