The Hourglass

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The Hourglass

The beautiful day surpassed it's charms
With one more to count on its restless days
The choosen winner -  the Hourglass
That steals the time for endless hours
Pouring sands to minute grains
Beautifying the song of mellifluous memories
Winding up all that is sorrowful away
Not withering sands you choose to lay
It's mans omnipresent beauty to hold you thee
From forefathers to todays gentlemen you choose to own
Of that timeless piece that shows time
Often a child plays with you at heart
Being the winner in the path of life
For you live longer than all generations to come...

      S ANANDHI
       4/5/20

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Anandhi Srinivasan said…
This is poem about the hourglass , a timeless one showing time.It beautifies the song of mellifluous memories and winds up all that is sorrowful. It is a poem that glorifies man and time and full of positive thoughts. The rhyming words add to the beauty of the thoughts.Again a good poem.
G Manoharan sir
May 4, 2020 at 7:58 PM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
Very nice. I wrote a poem on Hour glass. It was published in Vikatan when we were at Mylapore. This one is better than it. Congrats. Continue.
To Anandhi from Periappa Writer Vaiyavan.
May 4, 2020 at 7:59 PM
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