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Calm

 Calm,

In every bit of trickling water

That hurries away smoothly down the river 

Calm,

In every leaf that detaches itself slowly

From its family in its tree 

Calm,

In every breeze that blows peacefully 

Away all the clobbering worries

Calm,

In every second of a sunset so slow as I think

Colouring the sky orange and pink 

Calm,

In every photograph, a memory 

Of the past with times so merry

Calm,

In every tender press, a calming note

On the piano, a feeling that floats

Calm,

In every sip of cool water first

That quenches your lasting thirst

Calm,

In every bit when you close your eyes 

To fall into a haven of dreams and lies

Calm,

In every bit a hug wraps around you

To make you feel not so blue

Calm,

In every ghost of laughter so gone

That brings up a happy shade of a mild fawn

Calm,

In every sight of a smile so warm

Warmth that brings sensation of calm

Calm,

In every syllable of the word

Calm.


Comments

  1. AnonymousDecember 5, 2024 at 8:53 PM

    Calmness is described wonderfully iand poetically. Fine.

    Babu Thatha

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  2. Shyamala NDecember 5, 2024 at 9:21 PM

    Beautiful da thangam!!! Your poems are becoming more and more poised by the day Kanna!! Calmness is a very important quality to have, especially in the face of a storm! The depths of waters can be seen only when the waters are calm and still! Similarly , an unperturbed mind has the capability to think straight, and come out of any problem easily!
    May the Lord Almighty help you remain calm and composed in any situation da pattu chellam!! Keep writing !!

    Loads of Love
    Shyam Aunty

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  3. AnonymousDecember 5, 2024 at 10:28 PM

    A very good observations of Nature and bringing it in words as poem can happen only in few human mind. And you proved your inner quality of being calm and showed your cleverness in applying to the nature and giving a beautiful message. Well done Shriyandhaa. Feeling proud about you.
    From
    Pushpa Patti

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  4. hianusreeDecember 5, 2024 at 10:35 PM

    Wonderful

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  5. Pushkala GopalDecember 6, 2024 at 7:50 AM

    Incredible poem about 'calm' . Your expressions and usage of words are
    Outstanding. Great job. Keep going Shriyandha. Best wishes to you

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  6. AnonymousDecember 7, 2024 at 7:43 AM

    While watching the nature it requires certain level of calmness to perceive and appreciate it's beauty.

    Keep writing and let us have the pleasure of reading your musings more and more.
    KAILASAM.

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  7. AnonymousDecember 8, 2024 at 12:23 AM

    I feel a calm setting now. Lovely writing.

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