Champa Poems - Poems about Champa

... Air-ball, foul, listen to the referee No free throw from the key Sit in this corner for time out Check by your names and throw a pout Hopscotch, Tik Tok Social media around the clock Fo......

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...I saw the sun set last evening Colors all so vibrant Hues of orange and red splashed across the horizon A bunch of street children playing on the promenade What a gay sight to my fading eyes......

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...Sri Lal Crows i. I come from nowhere, and I have nowhere to go, I tell the crow perched on a low neem branch beyond the Periyar River. He agrees. He and I are free. We speak the sam......

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...Once in my courtyard flowers bloomed , Marigold, hibiscus, roses … And the sparrows tweeted. In the morning atmosphere seeing the colorful flowers Nature seemed greeting me. The blooming ......

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...Ah summer when smiles nigh early on trees… Take season's kick-start, Karan, smiling first, Its bright yellow flowers when sway in breeze, And seem to brag: O watch my blossoms burst. Lest i......

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...THE NATURE’S CHILD! Defying fate, freedom denied, Confined within the four-walled cage, Safeguarded from the Autumn wind and sun, Shining bright beyond my reach! The scriptures decide the so......

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...Brimming with memories old In its light golden look What a scent, please behold There beside the rippling brook We call it golden champa The smell relaxing and inspiring Champa-necklace would......

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...Now I am happy that my sky After scorching heat of summer Turns bluish grey with rainy clouds Urging them to cool and shower Raindrops into pinkish flowers Evening tipsy under smell of Champa _......

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...Crazy wind whispers Into the ears of ‘champa’ A light scented Indian flower Trees are full of them now Your love in each and every bough The breeze is cool Because it is spring Because i......

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...Depending on the tradition, you hear: There was nothing, or there was chaos. No time, no space, not even a single atom Not a ray of light, a whisper, No scent of papaya or rivers. ......

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...We think them plentiful, like jumping shrimp and tiny crabs: These mak hung, these chilies, the base for padaek. The mouth waters with even a mention. Every heart of Laos knows it well. Cross o......

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... The roots of true evening Are not a pale measure Of time, of distance between Stellar bodies, bright flames, Divine orbits of shadows. Night arrives a limb graceful As a gilded ......

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...I'm talking about spirits that live deep down in the depths of my thoughts, brought to life when the abyss flows over, I can't keep my mind focused, it's like falling asleep at the wheel but you're n......

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...Nag champa soothes me, It is a cruel world to walk, Just try to relax.......

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...The fairies of chaitra lie on the un–wrinkled bed with their backside up in the hearsay of the air once the woods of tamarisks once the hill of paraffin it appears there is no interru......

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