This is anthology of poems of Nithin RS. This poetry blog has more than 400 poems ranging over two decades. I started writing poems in 1998. I wish to tell tiny tales through my poems. I welcome you to my poetry world :)
17 Apr 2022
Time Brought You To Me
16 Apr 2022
Decision
Make sure you clear up your mind,
Decide what is best for your future.
Do you see me as part of that journey?
If not, prepare me for your departure.
I will pack all the memories and dreams;
You can keep all the gifts and moments.
You'll still be in my heart as spring of past.
Let's walk away without uttering a word;
Without hugs, kisses, and sad goodbyes!
If you want to go on a journey with me,
Let go of all those dark fights we had,
All the tears and nightmares we shared,
And all those hurtful words we hurled.
Let's make a new start for our lost love!
Let's travel through new places to build new dreams, experiences and memories. Let's promise to hold on to each other!
A poem based on word prompt #FromOneLine. Image from Unsplash. Thank you :)
15 Apr 2022
Vishu: The Harvest Festival
Vishu is a festival that evokes
Memories from the childhood
During the school holidays
While I stayed at my Uncle's home
We used to collect golden shower flowers
To place in front of a picture of Lord Krishna
Along with rice, fruits, coconut, jasmine flowers
and other auspicious items at night
That is believed to make lord pleased
In the morning, Aunt used to wake me up
And keep my eyes closed to take me to the
room to show the first view of Krishna and other
Auspicious items for praying for a good year ahead
Then Uncle and Aunt gave coins as part of the elders
Giving younger ones the money for a prosperous year ahead
I and cousins used to go to my relatives' and neighbours houses
To collect coins as part of the custom and we used to save them
It used to be our pocket money for the year as kids
The scrumptious meal and dessert payasam
Those images are still memorable
It is hard to get golden shower flowers now
And it's been a while since I celebrated Vishu
I felt like a kid when my Mum's friend gave me
coin and a currency note along with milk today
Wishing me a prosperous year ahead
I felt like I saw Lord Krishna in her
My Mum too gave money like every year
I remember giving coins to the kids in the alley
On a Vishu, when I was in Pune
Their happiness was pure bliss
The farmers that harvest rice, fruits and
vegetables are the real heroes of this festival
14 Apr 2022
A Fireplace Romance