Autumn moon shines
Beauty of the skies
Envy human eyes.
High on my dream
I dare winter snow
Go to dream
No tears
For wolves and tigers
Dismayed Tamils.
Spring on the anvil
Crimson sun ascends
Blessing descends.
Here is a deluge
Of blessings come
Make enough room.
Spring rejoices
A green island
Tiller made.
Dark jungle
A path in the middle
Lavenders smile.
Indigo canopy
New tides kiss
Miss not Miami.
Sky pours down
Waves jump high
Pines stand by.
Chameleon's mouth
Wide open
To prey upon.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
Monday, October 12, 2009
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