A new bloom

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A new bloom

On that wonderful day
Three flowers in deep pink
Under pretext of paleness
Had choosen my garden for a new bloom
My lady  too gave birth to a new child
The child and the flowers
The smell and the beauty
Drowned all downed ones
Sending meeks to seek moral strength
The branches holding climbers clutched between them
Was like a man knit to his family
It being the most happiest day of my life
      S ANANDHI
        13/05/20

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Anandhi Srinivasan said…
The poem is a song about new bloom and birth.The meeks seek new strength and as such it is a song of hope. The clutch of the branch finds a good comparison to a man's love for his family.It is a good poem in the sense that it finds similarities between Nature and human life.
Manoharan sir
May 13, 2020 at 7:09 AM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
அன்பு ஸ்ரீனி: நிச்சயமாக குட்டி பதினாறு அடி ஈசியாக தாண்டுகிறது. கற்பனையில் ஊறிய செலெட் தலைப்பு கிரியேடிவ்
திங்க்கிங், அப்பீலிங் - என ஒரு கவிதை நயம் மிளிர்கிறது. நான் யாரைச் சொல்கிறேன் தெரிகிறதா?
தங்கள் அன்பு மகளுக்கு என் வாழ்த்துக்கள். *மேலும் மேலும் சிறப்புகள் குவிக்கட்டும்!*From Devaraj today.
May 13, 2020 at 9:09 AM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
Like your garden's flower!👌
Amma
May 14, 2020 at 8:27 AM
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