Heaven plays
Heaven, canopy from above,
Unique, ubiquitous and unceasing, pours
Stares, watches and weaves
a Cautious tale of happenings
pretentious at times giving
a let it go feeling
though a tsunami or
thunderous blackish hell fire engulfs
those as a remedy
these as the only solution.
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About Me
- Radhamani Sarma
- Here is a brief biodata of the poet as well on her writing skills Dr.Mrs.S.Radhamani was born in Madras in the year 1949, specialized on the plays of W.H.Auden for doctoral thesis, worked as a professor of English with thirty one years of teaching experience in a post-graduate and research institution, published four books of poems and one book of short story, widely published and anthologized, guiding M.phil research scholars and PhD candidates, recently on VRS. Also a reviewer and critic. Poetry publications 1. Times Ahead Are Propitious {self publication} 2. Thistle and transformation {Writer’s forum, Ranchi} 3. Tidings of Transition { do } 4. Obsession and Transitional Exuberance do } 5. Garbage and Candelabra a book of short stories published by writers, workshop, Calcutta S.Radhamani
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- (88) A mystey
- (87) Why the dark side of life?
- The Three
- (86) Who is this nocturnal visitor?
- (85) Concubine's gift
- (84) The village vegetable vendor
- Poetry-what? (83)
- Not the empty cupboard and the game
- Heaven plays
- A true confession
- Impossibility
- willow tree song
- The age is shrinking.
- Unbounded care
- A preordained journey
- (82) Beat the heat.
- (81) Brick and mortar.
- Life painted in Black and White
- (80) Vibrations
- This sunny day
- My Umbrella (79)
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