Cloud Nine!
The skies blushed a mauve, the skyscrapers stood tall
A green gale galloped gaily, sidewalks gurgled mindlessly
The divan donned a dainty dear, placid and dreamless
Under the heavenly spell of a suave sojourn:
Scarlet and blue, fizzy and frail
Silken and smug, tingled and toned
Oh, behold! A picturesque shot
From the sagacious saga
In the making.
posted by Rysha @ 7:00 AM
2 comments
2 Comments:
ur poem is very nice. i know u when u are in st josephs school in calicut. u are so talented. i like u as my own daughter. do u know who am i . i think u know esha nambiar. iam her mother.
urs well wisher
anjali
Thanks a lot aunty..Great to hear from you.Feels really good to know that you remember me. Hope things are going great at your end. Take Care.
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