Winter Nights, Kalai Selvi Arivalagan [books you need to read txt] 📗

rain drops touch the cheeks
and make a stream of tears!
Battering eyelashes rest for a while
bringing your smile into them!
Leaves rustle and make a noise
that sends a chill down my spine!
Involuntarily my hands stretch ahead
searching for you in the midnight air!
High pitched wails of cats
awakens me to reality!
Yet, seconds have to tick a long way
To bring you into my bay!

Precious Moments on a Winter Day

Words share the warmth of love
and drive away the cold waves of loneliness!
Deeply engulfed in the woods of words
She forgets the place where she is!
Stealthy steps reach her –
Unresisting hands hold her together -
Hmm - Silence engulfs the space.
Making her blush by his gaze!
Sparkling eyes invite for a challenge -
Guided by the breath of her nape
Starts the game of romance!
Dubbing hearts race together
to see who wins the game of love!

Sterling Love

Peeping moon rays through the window
Reaches my soul with love.
To initiate dreams wade your sleep
Yuppie shouts my sterling love.
Amidst your cheerful laugh
No one can miss joys of life.
Kicking away unhappiness
Arrives the dawn with assured success.
Minced seconds of love together
Entice every minute to rejoice.
Nudged petals sway in breeze,
Oozing shiny drops of nectar
Nurture thoughts of puppy love.

Winter Gifts

What gift could I offer you!
For this loving child of mine
In the dark cloaks of a winter night
in the bright cuffs of moonlit sky
I searched for you.
Twinkling stars sailing with moon
whisphered me, "Aren't we a proper gift
For your lady-love!" "No, you drift
along dark and hide in light"
Butterflies flitting among sweet flowers
wished me present nectar from there :
"Aren't we a proper gift for your lady-love?"
"Indeed, though you're softer than her gloves
yet, you die away in a routine day"
Foaming rivers of happy spring
calling everyone to dance and sign "
Asked me : "Aren't we a proper gift
for your lady-love!". "Might be. but
you dissolve in the mighty sea
losing your identity as it be"
Birds of different colours of origin
Invited me : "Aren't we a proper gift
for your lady-love!". "Oh, I love to be",
swift like the flight of a bird
my thoughts wandered up in the air
In the mighty kingdom of birds
I would find a place for you,dear
That's the gift you deserve
for your sprighty heart full of love.

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Text: Kalai Selvi Arivalagan
Publication Date: 12-02-2009

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Dedication:
December days at Dindigul