Saturday 11 December 2010

Angel's Laughter



Her sweet sound gives wings to my heart;
Her impeccable tone inspires many an art.
She's a tear-jerker when she weeps;
She's a grin-maker when she laughs.

Oh! What all she does to me!

She sings a different song to different people.
She holds their hands, taking them to unexplored havens.
When she's happy, she keeps me afloat.
When she's sad, she keeps me grounded.

She gets not weary of me,
Though I embrace her every night.
I do not get bored of her,
Listening to her voice every night.

The way she makes me feel,
The tinkling laughter she spills for me,
When I place just one of my fingers
On one of her eighty eight!
A divine tinkle it is,
An angel's twinkle it is.

How much I melt
Just to the sound of a piano!



Monday 6 December 2010

Delightful December



It is the month
When I love getting slapped
By the tender hands of Ms. Winter Breeze.
It is the month
When people are wrapped
To keep themselves warm and not to freeze.

It is the month
When aeroplanes fly
With lights on even during the day.
It is the month
When frogs try
To find someone to love, to be very gay.

It is the month
When I get to say,
"Happy birthday" at least thrice a week.
It is the month
When jealousy is kept at bay
And children wish to get what they seek.

It is the month
When people celebrate
To bid 'bye' to the past, to usher in the new.
It is the month
When we enjoy the climate
On a plant is the flower, on the flower is the dew.

It is the month
Which I love the most
Not only because I was born in it.
It is the month
Which I love the most
Also because 'RAJNIKANTH' was born in it!!