The Home and its Tree

Come to my Home,
My Home Sweet Home,
Where the land smells of homeliness,
And the Sun rays get filtered through the leaves.
The wet sand lies on the ground,
Giving a scent of serenity,
And within the courtyard of my home,
Stands the majestic tree,
Full of Life and Vibrations and Colours!
See it through the eye-hole in the dilapidated door,
Or go near and touch the trunk,
Will find the same placidity scattered everywhere...
That cools the body and soothes the mind,
And today, All I wish is just a rewind...

 Nayan

Patna, India

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The Poet & his Poem

The HEART, The FEELINGS and A POEM

Something throbbed in a place in the body...
It is called the HEART!

Something poured out from that place...
It is called the FEELINGS!

Something took shape on pAPER, with pEN...
It is called a POEM!

Bhaskar's
2:25 AM
(very early morning)
Sunday, 11th Mar' 07
Chennai, India

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I am Bhaskar, who loves to call himself 'Musical Poet'. This was one of the first English Poems written by me :)

And

This is my first ever Blog too!

I have started with limited contents... But will come back with much more on "The Musical Poet's Diary".

Till then... Have A Good Day :D