A day begins! Birth of a new dawn Must be the maiden one Flaming ruby

Past the cafes, saloons and chop houses In the restaurants we sat together in a

Oh! Mighty heavens, the Lord! Dreams aboard an inward flight Blue oasis upon our vision

Home was once an enchanted island with a thousand blazing suns and eternal spring with

Furious sun has left early below the depths of horizon Realm of the cold subsists

Between the certain proximities of Life and Death Underneath the azure blue sky rushing darker

It’s my heart’s elation It’s my hope and desire It’s my song in the air

I miss the blue colour, the song of sand, the gray dawns below the gloomy

A.S.Indira POEM NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY -Robert Frost Nature’s first green is gold , Her

I used to think that silence was a void that needed to be filled, But

Life I do realize Is a rigmarole May I amplify as to define it None

Gloomy midnight attired in pitch black burka Mounting chaos all-around and deep within Am I

Let us be crazy and elope To an enchanted island And find a cosy space

Arun Narayanan could be seen making his way to milking his cow. He was welcomed

Being nocturnal, the owl, sat on the branch of a tree, at midnight, said –