Poems by
Viraja Ramanujam


a poem by Viraja Ramanujam

We have the spring
which is like a diamond ring.
Trees are lush green
and the sun is brightly seen.
The pleasant winds flow
and the pretty flowers glow
like the Dahlias, Laxpurs and Lo.
Baby birds twittering and chirping
makes me hum too.

Winter is the time to wear sweaters
but summer is any day better.
Though it is very hot
you can still work on a computer
in an A.C. room
enjoying the game
whose password is fame.