Why Deny?

 

Why deny thy touch?

Why wean me from thy breasts of love?

Why evade my clutch?

And smile down like a cherub from above?

I fought to steal a win from pain

Sans hands to grope your winsome mane

I fought I fought 'til a morbid fear

Has plagued my world both far and near

No mortal's hand I dare now hold...

You've left my world so bare and cold.

Why deny thy sight?

Why make me shut my eyes in dispair?

Why remove all light

From life which now just hangs by a hair?

I fought to steal a win from pain

Sans eyes to see your curves on flame

I fought I fought 'til I fell down blind

As I gouged my eyes - have no axe to grind.

No beaut of beauties I care now see...

You've sucked my world off charm and glee.

Why deny thy presence?

Why make me lose myself in me?

Why remove all essence

Of reason why I feed and breathe?

I fought to steal a win from pain

Sans need to live a life of feign.

I fought I fought 'til pain engulfed

My body - I drew my sword to myself;

My sinews tore - no pain beset

You've made me part before we met.

Happy Pongal Everyone!

The sun is the soul
      Of the planets as a whole
Our Earth is a son
      Of you, the mighty sun.

                                                            Compared to you fire is cool!
                                                                  If I ever dream to touch you, I'm a fool!
                                                            We disregard people as untouchable
                                                                  But for sure, you're the real 'un-touchable".

God is the greatest mathematician,
      Who in a universal campus
Drew the most perfect sphere - The Sun
      Even without a compass.

                                                            Oh sun! You hide yourself between the mountains,
                                                                  Make the rain flow as a fountain.
                                                            You are the real reason of life we maintain,
                                                                  So. we're nothing about you to complaint.

In the sky,
      You are nature's top rank painter!
But in the afternoon,
      You make us feel much fainter!

                                                            In punctuality, you are an excellent teacher,
                                                                  Even to the tiniest of the tiny creature.
                                                            You take bath twice a day in sea
                                                                  And so you are as active as a bee.

In the afternoon you 'fire' a gun
      For nothin but just for fun!
You refresh us with a cool breeze,
      But sometimes with anger blow us with ease.

                                                            You are so powerful to make people blind,
                                                                 But yet good and calm and kind.
                                                            You were the olden clock,
                                                                  But now you are put into a knock.

You appointed a night guard,
      Who keeps guard of the night.
But he takes leave for a day without a word
      And with darkness vanquishing the night!

                                                            We circle around for our well-being the Navagrahas,
                                                                  But the Navagrahas themselves circle around you for Anugraha!
                                                            You make people to mingle,
                                                                  Through a festival named 'Pongal'!

We salute you
      For your majesticity!
And appreciate you
      For your simplicity and generosity!

N.Sivasundar        

IX - std             

Sri Sankara Vidyalaya