SARALA
BALACHANDRAN
My Muse ..
Your soft and charismatic look
Your loving ways
Sweapt me off my feet
Long ago
Tossing n turning
Without a wink
Weary and tired are my eyes
The very thought of you alone
Inspire me to sing n dance
You are my muse, my love
You move here n there
And nowhere to be seen
Like krishna
You play hide n seek
Frustrating my life
Never letting me
Think or write
Or memorise a thing
You come into my dreams
Disturbing my sleep
Tickling my toes like a child
Pampering my hair
Soft and white
Smelling of jasmine and lavender
You leave me awake
Throughout night
And me wondering
Who you are
A person unknown in life !
My muse you are
Keeping me awake till midnight past
Still thinking of you
An unknown figure
Charismatic and noble !
Oh ! It's dawn
The sunlight falling
On me through the
Cracked door
I get up
Sit on the windowsill
Still you in my mind
My muse
A noble soul !
My muse !
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Sarala
Balachandran
L O V E ...... ❤
Love bears all
Love cares for all
Love has no bar
Love has no limitation
Love has no colour
Love never hurts
Love is never having to say sorry
Love is a magical cure
for all ailments
Love is everywhere
but we don't bother to
look for it in the right place
Love speaks no evil
Love is a mirror
In which you see your
smiling face
and sees the world smiling
Love is an art
an art of loving every living cell !
Love is being in love with
The mother nature
and preserving her beauty
by not felling the trees
and planting more and more saplings
Love is a blissful feeling !
Love is a red rose
Spreading fragrance everywhere
When the earth is burning
with hatred and ego !
Love alone can make this earth
Peaceful and harmonious
making a paradise right here, on earth !
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Sarala
Balachandran
Oh I Forgot
What I Came To The Kitchen For
Those were the days when music played slow and
soft entering into your innermost heart
I can remember each word of the song played then
Which I treasure close to my heart with all
emotions
Sometimes making me cry and sometimes a faint
smile
Those were the days I enjoyed most dancing under
the moonlit night and twilight glow
Those memories are still fresh in my mind
I sing and dance as I walk to my kitchen and alas
!
I forgot what I came looking for !
I sit and think and think
All my energy lost
I go back to my bed and think a while and I
remembered why I came to the kitchen
It was just to make a cup of coffee !
The old music takes the first place in my heart as
Those songs were precious to myself when she
walked with me holding hands !
How can I forget those songs of emotions and her
sweet kisses on my forehead leaving a mark of her cherry wine lipstick which I
still savour!
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Sarala
Balachandran
SARALA BALACHANDRAN
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