A teenager
A teenager
Over the hills and far off mounts
He chose to ride by his horse called gray
Long days he spent riding through woods
Long felt nights in top of trees
He went too near kings and castles
Sometimes by passing his greet to them
He performed his acts with a loud crowd
Saying adieu to them for all they bore
He came to fields of broken wheat
Flowery tales of grandma made retreat
Seldom he climbed on top of rocks
Keeping his ears to kisses of watery drops
Like a playing child he ran to his town
To be greeted by all that's sound...
S ANANDHI
21/04/20
Over the hills and far off mounts
He chose to ride by his horse called gray
Long days he spent riding through woods
Long felt nights in top of trees
He went too near kings and castles
Sometimes by passing his greet to them
He performed his acts with a loud crowd
Saying adieu to them for all they bore
He came to fields of broken wheat
Flowery tales of grandma made retreat
Seldom he climbed on top of rocks
Keeping his ears to kisses of watery drops
Like a playing child he ran to his town
To be greeted by all that's sound...
S ANANDHI
21/04/20
Comments
G Manoharan
G Manoharan
Manoharan sir
Thank you very much. My previous message regarding Anandhi was incomplete. I am impressed with her choice of themes of her poems.Her vocabulary is remarkable. I feel, with that, she can go for rhyming words which may add to the appeal of the poems. Her poems are rich in imagination and has human feelings which complement each other. Good night.
Manoharan sir