Every night, I bring myself To stare up at the sky - But turn back home, with a frown on my face, Clouds blocking stars, showing wry. Every morning, I peek out the window To marvel at the sea above - But turn away, losing hope, Cotton figures, masking what I love. Every time I see the clouds, I curse them, with all might, They don't deserve to be up there, Ruining the bright days and starry nights. And one day, the clouds finally went away, And I stargazed in much peace. But suddenly, the sky felt a bit empty - Although dotted by the stars, without fake fleece. In the mornings, the sun burnt the pavements - And something inside me missed watching The white shapes that merrily float past - I didn't realise they had much meaning. Though much couldn't be seen, they brought A wholesome feeling - that you probably can't see - You only can, when one day, The clouds decide t...
Random thoughts - poems - stories - drawings - musings - chatter - of a 13 year old. :)

Super Shriyandhaa
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ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to shriyandhaa and Pei azwar.you know the great King Rajaraja sozan ராஜராஜ சோழன் also born in sathayam ஐப்பசி month.He built the Tanjore பெரிய கோவில். Let me pray Guruvayur appan for you too to become great like the king and azwar.may you be blessed with aayul aarokiyam sowkiyam
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Very nice info from Pushpa Patti. Shri Kutty ..May you have lots and lots of blessings to grow greater heights and achieve bigger things than Raja Raja Cholan...All the best dear...
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