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Kiran NivedhS Jun 2015
Dear mother,
You held the breathe and brought me to earth
On this day before twice the ten years without dearth

Today with all my love,
I stand before you
   With rolling tears of gratitude rife
   With the fragrance of unforgotten times spent with you
   Remain as sweet center of my life

I pray, you live long
And long me bless

Yours
Kiran Nivedh
natal's day letter
  Apr 2015 Kiran NivedhS
Sally A Bayan
(haiku x 4)



Sun hides...dips lower
Moon and stars deck the dark sky
Dusk is upon us

Lights.....softly glowing
Drawn curtains are a pale screen
Casting drooping forms...

Voices fill the air
Night, patiently hears the moans
Shame fades at dusk...for,

Dark unites shadows
Cicadas join the whimpers
Wind...comforts the soul...


Sally

Copyright February 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Kiran NivedhS Feb 2015
Only once she smiled when I cried,
That is the time when I was born.
She held her breadth and brought me to earth
She gave her love without any wanting in return


When I first stepped like 24 paired chromosome being
She would have been astonished on seeing.
Her astonishment would have been imbibed inside my heart,
So that I am relieving it now in this form of art.


When I reached her height
I recognized her might
She taught me life
Tacitly by her life.

Still I am a child to her
Though wrinkles sketches my face.

In this life of race
Next venture could take me to an unknown place
That place also will be followed by her love

She is very special to me
As how every children is special to their mother.
  Jan 2015 Kiran NivedhS
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

— The End —