FRAGRANCE INSIDE YOU
Praveen Gangaprasadam
The rays,with it's warm hands
touched my face,a small knock on
my nose,"the time,to awake"
The tiresome yesterday still holds
my eyes tight,as several thoughts
dance,with ease and grace,right
in front of my eyes.
Some thoughts,twists as though
the wine of life in its lips;
Some thoughts,bends and make
waves of thrills in my brain;
Some thoughts,step me up to
heights,and drops,so cruel;
"Let me gave some time,you
naughty thoughts".
A look on the mirror,the sweat
and tears,still make some design
not so dark,but a chance to laugh
for some hearts,that blames
no moon in a night of twinkling
stars.
The water,so cool,as it kissed my face
the sweat and tears,in each droplets;
The water,so red as first,the haunting
anger has just left me;
Then a yellow,a day's distress,flows down
with water drops,a prick,so cute;
My lover's smile,in yellow tan,with
a shade of red,as her lipstick always lies
rather than her heart,a breeze swirls around
whispering"Don't smile to smile,as smile
fades,when your clock rings";
Mom's care and Dad's advice still remains
as scars of love,never leaves until my face remains;
The day,with cute smile"time to run as the race
so short,still hard,just begun".
Smile,with all its shine,running as, pain just behind;
Pain is fast,centuries practice and power in his legs;
The doubt,with a garland,shouts"pain,pain,pain to win";
Smile and pain,leads one after another,a second's time
fare enough to change;
A smile in my face;the race is short,still practice decides.
Praveen Gangaprasadam
The rays,with it's warm hands
touched my face,a small knock on
my nose,"the time,to awake"
The tiresome yesterday still holds
my eyes tight,as several thoughts
dance,with ease and grace,right
in front of my eyes.
Some thoughts,twists as though
the wine of life in its lips;
Some thoughts,bends and make
waves of thrills in my brain;
Some thoughts,step me up to
heights,and drops,so cruel;
"Let me gave some time,you
naughty thoughts".
A look on the mirror,the sweat
and tears,still make some design
not so dark,but a chance to laugh
for some hearts,that blames
no moon in a night of twinkling
stars.
The water,so cool,as it kissed my face
the sweat and tears,in each droplets;
The water,so red as first,the haunting
anger has just left me;
Then a yellow,a day's distress,flows down
with water drops,a prick,so cute;
My lover's smile,in yellow tan,with
a shade of red,as her lipstick always lies
rather than her heart,a breeze swirls around
whispering"Don't smile to smile,as smile
fades,when your clock rings";
Mom's care and Dad's advice still remains
as scars of love,never leaves until my face remains;
The day,with cute smile"time to run as the race
so short,still hard,just begun".
Smile,with all its shine,running as, pain just behind;
Pain is fast,centuries practice and power in his legs;
The doubt,with a garland,shouts"pain,pain,pain to win";
Smile and pain,leads one after another,a second's time
fare enough to change;
A smile in my face;the race is short,still practice decides.