[image align=”right” img= “http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/flower.jpg” alt=”flower & bee” /] From the day I bloomed, He is so intimate to me. Often teasing me while playing, His soft fondling so soothing. I Dance in tune to his whistles, Sw
[image align=”right” img= “http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/change.jpg” alt=”change” /] Change’ makes life challenging, Charging us to cope and chop. No one excepted, have to accept, Beware of it; that awareness helps.
[image align=”right” img =”http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/peace.jpg” alt=”peace” /] Peace! Hops and hops far away Evading when we stoop to pursue Is it a total mental tranquility? Or Is it the absence of human frailty?
[image align=”right” img =”http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/days.jpg” ” alt=”Time” /] Still the days are of twenty four hours as ever Stilled is my mind, startled by the scarcity of time It is spread globally as menacing as an epidemic Excep
[image align=”right” img =”http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/self-love.jpg” alt=”self love” /] It is God’s gorgeous plan, the vivacious variety It is God’s gracious gift, one’s own individuality
[image align=”right” img =”http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/ONCE1.jpg” alt=”ONCE AGAIN” /] Pondering for hours she sat at the lonely shore Solitude is the best company when the mind bleeds A terrific tussle of thoughts was triggering inside The
[image align=”right” img=”http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/vegitable-seller.jpg” alt=”veg.seller” /] When life’s difficulties dampen us Better not moan, instead look around An aged vegetable seller stunts me often May be around seventy to eigh
[image align=”right” img =”http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/life-race.jpg” alt=”life race” /] The sun lightens the Globe Granting us new days to live afresh All in the ground all set to start the race For a change I left the track to watch around
[image align=”right” img=”http://poeticfeast.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/never-late.jpg” alt=”never late” /] Life is spice less when I brood Why my grace withered so fast Many women with their flair and feats Made me jealous, I scorn at me as meek