Authorz: Jayram Daya

Red rose for you my dear We are near this year Fresh from the morning dew I am due from the few With such a…

Childhood enrolled fun and play With a demand all was done Neglect and habits had no say When playing was all in one Youth was…

Seeing the smile on a pretty face, Wanting to hear the steps that race, Nostalgic smell I always chase. Tasty kiss that wants to embrace,…

I see the stretching lips Lining the nose above I see the rounding cheek Covering the eyes around I see the cheekbones lift With the…

Rays disturbs the sleepy darkness. Humble devotee’s up in freshness. Worshipers wait in respect. Dew drops remains to protect. Whispering breeze blows to inspect. Tapping…