My little girl
I have a little angel girl
who dance and sing and play
who walk and run and smell flowers
with a laughter in her eyes.
In romance with words.....
Friday, December 14, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Pooja holidays
During Our Pooja holidays we went to some parts of Tamil nadu. The journey was through NH-208, the road from Kollam through Punalur,Thenmala,Aryankavu, Palaruvi, Kuttalam, Chengotta etc and which ends in Thirumangalom in Tamilnadu. Our first destination was Thenmala.
A few pics......
On the way to Thenmala.
springs were leaking from the mountain top and making its face wet
thenmala ecotourism project is the first planned ecotourism project/destination in the country
Kollam - Chenkotta metergauge
Unlike kerala with its greeneries,Thamilnadu has always amazed me with its blend of colors
Kodaikanal is the most popular hill station in Tamil Nadu because of its scenic beauty and it has the attribute to leave any nature lover mesmerized by its charms.
pillar rocks
The fairy tale cottage,where we stayed in
Dreaming in Blue - Peace and Quiet
Monday, May 7, 2012
A broken piece of art
You were only,
a heartbeat away…
But now you taught me
that is such a great
distance, to get reached
At the very moment,
all the signs of my likeness
got sank ,ruthlessly into
the chaotic pond of darkness
But muffled sound of
unspoken words,
still rushing out from
my throat..
May it get unleashed
to an emptiness
rather than reaching u
I am burying my
smolderings ,deeper
and deeper-into the
core of my soul
But still it is gleaming,
with an ember glow
like yellow tinged horizones
Something should come
to replace the vacuum
which is growing ,wider
by carving the
surrounding memories..
Yes, nothing less than two
wings I need
- to fly away
from the, oscillating memories
and to remold me again
And nothing less than
a small seed
to keep my shackled wraths
which will germinate and
perish soon,to make me
free of your rusting thoughts……!
a heartbeat away…
But now you taught me
distance, to get reached
At the very moment,
all the signs of my likeness
got sank ,ruthlessly into
the chaotic pond of darkness
But muffled sound of
unspoken words,
still rushing out from
my throat..
May it get unleashed
to an emptiness
rather than reaching u
I am burying my
smolderings ,deeper
and deeper-into the
core of my soul
But still it is gleaming,
with an ember glow
like yellow tinged horizones
Something should come
to replace the vacuum
which is growing ,wider
by carving the
surrounding memories..
Yes, nothing less than two
wings I need
- to fly away
from the, oscillating memories
and to remold me again
And nothing less than
a small seed
to keep my shackled wraths
which will germinate and
perish soon,to make me
free of your rusting thoughts……!
little Venice
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