my memories

My memories are like clouds so high
white and black scattered in the sky
They wander up above;they fall as rain!
they hide in themselves both laughter and pain.


My memories are like leaves on a tree
Green and yellow ,colours of my past i see...
Some stay there green, some fall below unseen
Through them  i search for what i have been..


My memories are like stars in the night
They guide me always shining bright
I see them if even some had died long ago
They teach me the worthlessness of tomorrow


My memories are like flowers that bloom
Wiping my sadness when i am in gloom
In my mind's garden they open their eyes
with  joy and tears they make me wise


My memories are like the blowing breeze
I feel their presence , i smell their fragrance..
My memories are like the evening sky
For i feel sad to bid them good bye


Oh ! my cloudy memories hide me in your fur...
My leafy memories stay green in me forever...
My starry memories shine even after i die..
My flowery  memories smile with tears in your eye..


My windy memories take me to my past
For the years have folded their petals so fast..
Oh !my memories like the evening sky..
Never thou fade until i die!!!

my grandfather

This poem is about my dad's father-my grand father!!.I wrote this when i was in eighth std,years ago.hope u all will like this,  as one of my childhood poems.kindly read and tell your valuable comments...........

 my grandfather
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He used to sit in that arm chair
his deep eyes filled with love and care
He would sit waiting ,gazing at the road
He used to be lonely and bored

His simple dress and lovely smile
and even his silence for a little while
may have a thousand words to convey
To us,who lived so far far away.

He would break into a hearty laugh
when we say some comic stuff
And he would always be glad
To listen to  stories we ever had..

His gentle touch and sweet kiss
Were difficult for us to miss
his great heart bore no
concept of high and low

how happily he says
About his past golden days
and hearing that we would be inspired
but never were we tired..

when we come there would be cheers
in his great old eyes
but they will be full of tears
when he hears our good byes..

He was like the morning sun
And like him there was none
His heart was so bright
he shone to give us light

And that light guides us
Through these hard ways of life
And always inspires us
To live a confident life.

And i wonder if
he could hear me now;
when he resides in a star
in the sky above.........

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RHYTHM OF LIFE

I can hear the music of life
sung so far far away
Its lonely tones merging into mine
As here ends another day...

I can feel the rhythm of life
Beating in a corner there
Its depth of agony somewhere in me
I do find adhere...

I can listen to the tunes of life
playing near my heart
The octaves of solitude i do find
when all are far apart....

I can behold the colours of life
blurring past my eyes
The hopes and flowers wither away
And in me a spring bird dies.,,,

I can see the footsteps of life
On the sandy shore of memories; wet
Not to be taken away by tides of time
Not to be faded yet...

I can touch the tears of life
On the window panes of mind..
And then wonder for a while as to..
Where my soul i can find?!!!

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A LITTLE LEAF IN WINTER

This is my poem

kindly read and tell ur opinion

this is about a little leaf which happened to grow in winter

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I am born as a leaf so little

fluttering in the wind; very much brittle...

I m green and so glad to be one

but i have no fun since i m alone........

Everywhere the ground is white with snow

I wonder how i did ever grow

In this chilling winter season

without any obvious reason....

There is cold, cold in the air!

There is silence, silence everywhere.!

This stillness but makes me sad

Thou i always like to be glad.

The golden sky is vast, here she lies...

The raindrop tears and sunshine smiles..

To be with me is the windy song

Playing melodies all along..

yet so lonely i am, none to share..

my hopes dreams and desire..

yet a little leaf i am and a short life to hold

but before i leave a lot to unfold...

The naked branch shivers in the cold

soon i will turn pretty gold

then covered with white i will lie

for u know all must die...

To be surrounded by rustling leaves is my dream

But so far away it does seem

by the time earth is once more green

I would've left the world unseen!!!