TWO_POEMS
Early
in the morning
I
heard the bird chirping
And
on a stone it is sitting
Singing
in its melodious voice
The
trees are dancing
And
my heart is flying
To
the world, be free it tells
Raising
its voice it sings
Its
song is so pure
As
there is nothing to endure
It
spreads the joy in its kingdom
Reminding
the world of its freedom
As
it goes on singing
My
heart goes on dancing.....!!
ROSE
Dancing
in the breeze
Waving
with grace and ease
It’s
a beauty from far
When
touched leaves a scar
Rich
in hues of red and pink
Still
available in different ink
Stands
still in the sun
Looking
at it is so fun
It’s
a rose of silky sheen
Red
ribbon dropped in green
What
once was a beauty of life
Now
succumbs to knife
Staring
at this wilted rose
Another
season comes close
It’s
a symbol of love
From
the god above
MS.
K.CHINMAI LAKSHMI,
BBA (BUSINESS ANALYTICS) I YEAR