Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Friday, June 01, 2007
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
My collections of Love odes.....
Collections of my love poem………
In my aspect of view the expansion of love is
L ------- Love --------- 4
O ------- Observe ------ 3
V ------- Verify --------- 2
E -------- Elect -----------1
It may be squared or tripled but ultimately the result will be the 1 for elect….
If I wrote your name, it’s like poem!!!!!
If I wrote my name above it, it’s like heading….
A poem can be without heading ……
But this heading cannot be without poem……….
Your name is your street name
Your age is your door no…
You are the post office for me..
Shall u can confirm that the letter (me) is only one…..
Its fact that I will forget everything…
Because where I forget the thing that u forgets me…
Living without forget u ……
In your door step ….
Its resembling for me that each and every point for your rangoli….
As a man which is arrested by your lines of your art….
It will be fine to find out which point in that I was….
To escape from that arrest….
Y u erased all the poems that,
I wrote in your face…
See it, my kisses all are,
Running with this holy water from your face……….
Change your thought that I will be struggle to see u…
Where you peevishly treating me ever…
As I suffering from the attack of your thoughts,
Beloved,
Yours peevish is for my greenish…
I also know medicine will be sour, peevish ever…
I wish to give you the things that which I liked,
It gives me more pleasure for me that u also likes which I like…
Although, you have not care out of the thing that..
I’m also the one of the thing which I liked to present you….
That’s makes me to fret …
Although,
Your hair floats by the air waves,
It hits like a rope in my eyes….
How I shall find out the particles
Of rain water drowning,
Which of them slides over from you?
I can’t say you rain,
You need to fall on all,
I can’t say you as moon,
You need to presence for all,
I can’t compare you as fragrance air,
You will be smell by all,
Hence I won’t like to pronounce
You by pronouns, Where
I felt that you will not avail for me..
So, be as you …..
After studying my ode,
You replied it as essay,
Why, have u cant recognize yourself…
Why you walking in dark,
Would you not like that I should not follow you as shadow..
Do you know after seen your shadow?
I won’t leave any blacks in road to view…
I’m to ready to give you permanently,
Not for rent itself, at least,
Came as a visitor,
For my house make by my heart…..
Although you thought me as a waste basket,
Please turn the basket to me,
I wish to search the scrap letter that,
Which you may write for me….
Let you say the parrot to left its green,
Let you say to left the one color to rainbow,
Let you say to left the whiteness of jasmine,
The parrot liked by you..
The Rainbow liked by you…
The Jasmine liked by you..
Check whether that they are asking your sayings…
Then You came to me who is in the thought of you..
Let I think to forget you…
Do make a habit to say a lie
On the meet of us everyday…
Let the words of yours
“I haven’t love you”
May also be lie?
I will satisfy my thought…
My silence,
In your bangles…
My timid,
In your nails…
My address,
In your face…
My path,
In your foot steps…
My handwriting,
In your name…
My sight,
In your eyes…
My ode,
In your fairness…
My dark,
In your shadow…
My crest,
In your root…
My memory,
In your thoughts…
My life,
In your words…
My love,
In your unknown….
Are you angry with me..
For not to put your rangoli on your doorsteps..
Its because of not to crush by all of them..
It’s your precious signature….
hey !!!!!
U r in my eyes...
U r in my palm...
U r in my speech...
U r in my path....
U r in my heart....
U r in my thought....
U r in my pain .....
U r in my strength.....
U r my sun......
U r my moon......
U r my world.....
U r my orbit....
U r my breath...
U r my fragrance....
U r my mirror....
U r my wall.....
U r my pen...
U r my note....
U r my sea shore....
U r my river bed.....
U r my life .....
May u will be my wife........................
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Kumarakom Resort Trip
A nice trip to back water resort,Kuamarakom
,Kottayam,Kerala.A lovable memories on that three days
Long back days which gives freshness
Full of Water,Full of Green fields, Full of Flowers,Full of fragrances, !!!!!
Gives Full of Happinesssssssss
fresh fragrance of pure water and air
swepts into deep memories
A
look at the end of top roofNever enjoyed this much!!!!!!!!!!!
A wish to Sail but the owner of the boat allows to took photo only
Our MGR song cames to memory
"atho antha Paravai Pola vala Vendum""
"Itho Intha Paravai Pola ada vendum"

















