NATURE

                         

                    Solo walker

Immense pleasure awaiting the broken heart

Immediate relief awaiting the coagulated brain

Immaculate sight awaiting the coarse eyes

Immersing music awaiting the corrupted ears

Immeasurable solace awaiting the whole body

Where? No where else, but at the ever green

botanical garden of the Queen of hills.

Heaven sprinkling the blessings through rain drops

Cool breeze spilling the drops all over the garden

filling the broken heart with ever chilling joy.

A stretch of beautiful scarlet flowers gives the

coagulated brain, a grand red carpet welcome.

Variety of multi coloured flowers gives the

Coarse eyes a pleasing sight, never to forget.

The chirping melodies of various birds give the

corrupted ears a soothing comfort, ever to remember.

Yes.  One experiences all these

at the botanical garden of ooty.

Ah!Ah! I was the one and only one to witness and enjoy

All these unto my self , at the dawning hours on the

fourth day of July two thousand three with umbrella

over the head, like thin mist over the Botanical garden.

                                                        

                   

            The sound of Waves

Was it a pleasant Sunday twilight morning ?

Walking alone in the Botanical Garden,

With nature around  in the midst of misty

Weather, often raining , occassionaly drizzling.

Was I walking along the sea shore ?

Waves,  noise of waves, high and low

With foaming lather; Nay ! It neither

Was the Breeze Nor the tormenting gale, but,

Wind, nothing but rough wind that ambushed

With full velocity through the foliage of the

Wall like tall trees standing around the garden

Waking various birds with the sound of shore waves.

Was it a pleasant experience, hearing the music of

Waves at a height of eight thousand feet above sea level

With wave less blue mountains, named as the queen of hills,

Waging a sweet war against ever united stress and strain

                    

        Keeping  good  health

Breathing in, the  pollution  free  air

keeps   off  the  congenital  lung  diseases.

seeing  the  beautiful flowers

keeps  the  brain  drained  off  from

inseparable  stress  and  strain.

one  attains  the  above  by  virtue of

joyful  walking   in the evergreen 

botanical  garden at Queen of hills.

    Botanical  garden  of  ootty.

God  commanded  eve  and  adam

pluck  not  the  forbidden  fruit

from  heavenly  garden  of  Eden.

Men  of  horticulture  command visitors

pluck  not  blissful  flowers;  touch  not 

ever green leaves  and  pruned shrubs

at  the  botanical  garden  of  ootty.

                Joyful  kodai

Kodai full of grand greenery with

Small and tall trees deeply rooted

Shallow and deep valleys fully stretched

Serpentine mist covered calm lake

Towering pillar rocks, colourful Rose park

Greet with outstretched greenish hands

The brains full of stress and strain

The hearts full of sorrows and sufferings

And lull them in pleasing chillness

To see them off in a couple of happy days

Fully charged with ever lasting  joy                     

           Coaker’s  walk.

   

You walk, the nature walks with you

You  laugh ,  the  nature  laughs  with  you

You  smile ,  the nature  smiles  with  you

you  grumble,  the  nature  still  smiles  at  you

All  these  happen  at  Kodai’s  Coaker’s  walk.           

           Magic evening at yercaud.            

It was just a few minutes after sun set.

I started strolling from the end point

of the curved, beautiful and calm lake.

A sudden dramatic change

Occurred around me, the gleaming beauty

of which neither Michelangelo nor Leonardo

could have imagined and portrayed.

Ah ! Ah ! how much luckier am I

to be in the midst of mists which

ingressed enmass right from Heaven

transforming the whole scenario by

replacing the atmosphere with darkness

and blacking out the vision which

was very clear just a while ago.

The whole lake was set as a stage

Mists dancing to the tune of

chirping melodies of just arrived

good number of various birds

sitting atop the tall trees around the lake

happily witnessing the dance.

The melancholy heart was filled with

 joy ever to rejoice. never to forget.

The mind full of bad clusters was

thoroughly and cleanly de fragmented.

The brain full of tension was set free.

The knees failed to feel the load of

the body, since the body had lost its

mass seeing the mist dance elegantly.

     Little Paris (Puducherry)

Lovely lively little Paris

Lovable livable pondi cherry

Elliptic chess board roads

Enviable French named streets

Guiding statues all along

Elite white town near sea

Even today French aroma

Prime GOD Manakkula Vinayagar

Philosopher Bengal son Aurobindo

Paris daughter Auroville Mother

Poet Bharathi comfortable asylum

Pondy son Bharathi dasan

World renowned hospital JIPMER

Age old textiles AFT

Skilful Aravind eye hospital

Multi faceted pondy University

Mahathma Gandhi medical college

Seldom sounding silent sea

Sand less stony shore

Shining silvery morning sea

Semi circular orange sky

Sprouting reddish rising sun

Nature painting colorful horizon

Nimble clouds, different shades

Nice daybreak, filling heart

Likable, walkable, enjoyable beach

Silently strolling solitary soul

Wandering mind, wavering thoughts

Shining countenance, scintillating eyes

        Sublime brain, kindling air

Bharathi park tall trees

Joyful morning, healthy walk

Lovely lively little Paris

Lovable livable pondi cherry                    

     
       

              Sun flowers

As I was gazing through the speeding car,

A flash crossed across my eyes,

A beautiful mind mending delight,

A colourful heart filling display,

A never ending brain activator,

A sight, lovely sight always to enjoy

A sea of sun flowers fluttering and dancing,

A twisting, twinkling and thrilling sun flowers,

A gleaming, glowing and glittering sun flowers,

A miracle blooming on either side of the road,

A blissful vision for the ‘gazing’ eyes,

A gleeful spectacle ever to remember, never to forget

At the precarious hour of melancholy,

At the time, when spirits are at low ebb,

A ray of happiness flushed out from memory,

A gay of gaiety blossomed in the heart.

A recall, sudden recall of ‘gazing through the speeding car’,

An immense pleasure of seeing the sun flowers along the drive,

A sprouting recollection from the slumbering sub-conscious,

Assuage a way out of depression leading to elated high spirits.

                     

                Rain  Clouds

Dawning sky with gleaming clouds

Daybreak sky with silver lining clouds

Dangling patches of moving clouds

Dry lands pleading for raining clouds.

Nothing to deter the wandering clouds

Never ending pollution heating the clouds

Nothing is done to chill the clouds

Never minding to stop global warming.

Green forests becoming concrete jungles

Grumbling trees shedding real tears

Growling animals haunting human habitats

Gushing waters stopping to flow

Rain! Rain! A rare occurrence

Ray of hope sprouting in the mind

Reaching the clouds with cool breeze

Relentless fast action, need of the hour