Poems by Ananthakrishnan

Leaves

a poem by

Ananthakrishnan

Sitting atop in every little distinct shade of green
Giving us every moment an inkling of breeze
You beautify the beauty of these enchanting trees
As one walks along your poor cousins sans sheen

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Weekend

a poem by

Ananthakrishnan

Slogging through all the working days
One must be yearning for a soothing embrace.
It’s weekend for the weakened to trace
And relish the so few with so many bright rays.

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