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Feelings

 I can feel happy,

Right now when I'm composing.

I can feel angry,

When I am remembering.

I feel what I feel,

My feelings are real,

They do make sense,

But of course, they don't appeal.


I'm sad when I am,

Don't ask me why I am.

I'm sad for a reason,

So don't expect me to loosen,

I'm angry for a reason,

My temper, of course, has no reason,

So never judge my heart's season,

It's a season for no reason.


I'm not much patient, 

Because I'm an agent,

Who expects a good time,

Time filled with prime.

I expect things to go my way,

That's the thing which makes my day,

But when things aren't the way I like,

I become pretty tyke.


I love to tease, though it gives no ease,

I tease not to be pleased,

I tease for a reason,

A reason for that season,

It always has meaning.


I never tease for ease,

Nor to be pleased,

I tease because I'm annoyed.

I tease and tease,

Until I vanquish ease,

In the person which evil employed.


I cry and cry,

If there's something to vie,

Or to dislike or to hate or to mourn,

I mourn and mourn,

Until my mother, out of concern,

Lectures me back to my home.


I'm quiet until my anger,

 The one which roams all over,

Dies out inside my heart.

I'm angry for a reason,

Usually when I'm in cold seasons,

I can't just tear it apart.


When I'm happy, I'm witty,

When I forget to pity,

I'm in the state I ought to be.

I forget all the bad,

I forget times of sad,

I'm just fine, and my mind is free.

Comments

  1. T.SrinivasanApril 2, 2023 at 7:28 PM

    I liked your last line of the poem.
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    Pushpa patti

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  2. ShyamalaApril 2, 2023 at 7:36 PM

    Oh my God kiddo ! First of all, take a bow for the choice of words. Secondly , I am blown away just thinking how such a kutti ponnu as yourself can fit in so many feelings !!! You have captured all your emotions so well. You know what, I think it’s really healthy to vent out your feelings when they get overwhelming … I am very happy that you’ve found your comfort in words to do that.
    I also think that sometime or the other in our lives , we all feel this gloom hovering over us where nothing seems to go our way and things look bleak. Trust me when I say , it really is a passing cloud ! One wisp of strong wind , one kind and loving gesture and it would give you a fresh perspective. Am sure you would be able to see it and accept it when it comes your way!!

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  3. T.SrinivasanApril 2, 2023 at 7:58 PM

    The poem of high order makes me feel happy. Your Feelings of happiness,sadness or sorrow are to be shared with friends and relatives. Is it not. But wonderful expression of words for various types of feelings. Sometimes it discomfort the reader for coming into a conclusion . That's ok. Your Feelings are to be respected. Whether you feel happy or sad, you write it through a poem. It will clear your mind and realise where you are and what you are. Fine. Keep writing.
    Babu Thatha

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