You are the first and you are the end…
Three seasons you…
You are the ocean, you are melting...
Even the wind is you…
A wound in the heart...
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you...
I am not myself...
Many images everywhere on the way…
I am not the only one in it...
There is no one like you...
Under the river Tira...
I drowned without swimming…
In the sky under you...
I'm worn out not you...
Half a kingdom…
The missing person in it…
A sinful footprint…
He who wears it out without looking for it…
Unseen burden in my chest...
I am there without help...
Days go by but I…
In a distant land…
Lost eyes...
When I found you...
My eyes are twinkling...
If time goes back...
I will apologize to you…
The moment you look straight into the mirror...
All mistakes will disappear...
A clock that does not move…
I was standing like that...
Where did you go dear...
A beautiful rare…
I painted for the appearance…
Enough of the jokes bro...
You have to listen to my song...
I did your wish in raga...
Your smile is golden lightning...
I weaved here and there…
First you… you…
The end is you…
About the Creator
Tamil Kumaran
Poetry, life, self-help, personal finance, stock marker, accounting and financing
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