I woke up on a Saturday morning
The sun was bright and shining
The green grass was all wet with dew
I saw flowers all over with bright hue
Are those honey bees that are buzzing?
What happened to the world while I was busy working?
I was shocked I took notice
Coz’ I never have time for something so nice
I guess the spring is coming
Well, it’s just another season passing
Being the most awaited one – to be born to the goddess I call my mother
Being the most loved one – by my loving parents I adore
Being the clever one – to be mentored by my masters I call the Gurus
Being the hard working one – and be the chosen one which I’m proud of
Being the lucky one – to win the fat rat race and stand tall
Being the fortunate one – to be loved by my darling wife
Being the blessed one – to be blessed with an angel I call my daughter
Being the sad one – to part with my angel to another man
Being the unfortunate one – to be failed by my tired soul
Being the scared one – to return back where I belong
Being the forgotten one – that I hope I will not be
మరు జన్మకు కలిసుంటావా?
ఈ క్షణమే మరణిస్తాను.
As usual I did not keep my word to blog on a regular basis, again.
It’s been a while.
As I stted in my earlier entry, I have been trying to connect with my old friends.
Joined Orkut and came across a few of my College mates.
Am trying to connect back.
Also, joined a community of “Sri Sri” fans.
I have come across a guy (Yoganand) who is also a poet.
Here’s a link to his Blog.
The poems are in telugu and I liked them.