Trees at night
Make shelter for sparrows
No noise.
Graveyard
My mother rests here
Sad dream.
Scorching
Sunflowers down
Pitiless sun.
Land of roses
Behind every rose
Thorn.
A lone lily
Butterfly pokes in
Spring morn.
In to the mirror
Saw my crumbled face
Autumn without grace.
Moon reaches
The earth from the skies
Thunder and light.
Remote village
The dogs at night bark
Winter dark.
An old pond
Crane standing on one leg
Fishing.
Moonlit lake
Little water, deers two
She-deer acted.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
Monday, October 26, 2009
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