Pixar s Short Film For the Birds

Think positive Think innovative

A Disperate soul

Though you people put me apart

For the good of mine, you thought

But, I dint understand when small

that I was thinking about the fault

I myself come to realize now,

that a calf could love nothin but it's cow.

So many thoughts

filling the heart pots

please come soon near me

as only you can cure me

Don't leave your child in isolation

for she can never tolerate further separation

Get ready for the operation

with knives of determination

Cut down the thoughts filling her heart

and let her grieving thoughts flow apart.......

Written by 

D.Padhmini 

B-Tech Biotechnology

THE POOREST WOMAN ON EARTH

As Germination, Operation and Destruction,

stands above the GOD of creation.

Among his wonders, he put down,

 afterall a lifeless metal of crown.

Being it nominated gold,

it dominates the entire world.

With the power of value' ing it holds,

determines the colonies' notes.

Little sapiens roaming all day,

for innocent sensex tumble away.

Running after, without even hay,

ultimate remains are a few pay.

Earning them, saving them, being their job,

some other moment, they are the top.

Over the magazines, with photos of lusture,

as if, innovated, as Pasteur!

Insanous men never knew,

whatever they do,

I am ever, the richest!

Yet, if affection is lost,

I am THE POOREST WOMAN ON EARTH........

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Ms.D.Padhmini
B-Tech Biotechnology

FIRE BREATHING DRAGON

The painting has been using different brush strokes and the firing dragon is symbol of greatness, goodness and blessings.The Chinese Dragon, or Lung , symbolizes power and excellence, valiancy and boldness, heroism and perseverance, nobility and divinity. A dragon overcomes obstacles until success is his. He is energetic, decisive, optimistic, intelligent and ambitious. Unlike the negative energies associated with Western Dragons, most Eastern Dragons are beautiful, friendly, and wise. They are the angels of the Orient. Instead of being hated, they are loved and worshipped. Temples and shrines have been built to honor them, for they control the rain, rivers, lakes, and seas. Many Chinese cities have pagodas where people used to burn incense and pray to dragons. Special worship services took place there on the first and fifteenth of every month. Dragon shrines and altars can still be seen in many parts of the Far East. They are usually along seashores and riverbanks, because most Eastern Dragons live in water. 

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THE MESSENGER

The messenger

“Love teaches what life mean is,

But it provokes the death soon.

Raise the weak up on their feet.”

Words from ‘messenger of love ’

In the midday of fine June

Came the drastically doom

Outcries the deeds of lord

For the beloved ones, lost in deadpan.

Lay the peaceful soul over,

Wrapped on the sacred batiste.

In the shiny morning of the day

Left the world with divine ashes.

She rose as the lovely angel,

For which the time paid her.

With the melancholy song,

The maestro left the soil with tears.

Her thoughts and memories stays,

With grief in the hearts of mankind.

Sacrifices of her love to the weak

Make the whole world shine bright.

Dedicated to my lovely sister,

Nappinai

THE DIAMOND BOND

 

The diamond bond

On the cold dusty ground

Like a waif, he wanders around

Follows the savant’s footprint behind

In the world of abhor mind.

Of o on moonlight he moves

With rats and snakes in grooves

Chill wind flows over his skinny skin

Tamples down the weaken soul.

Like a cluster of old man’s hair

Seems the skies above

With the speed of light
came the angel of night.

Shines the lips with pearly teeth

Came the words of sweet

With touch of royal wand

Widens the smile of the man

For oft they roam around

On above the sandy mound

But o for the pang in heart

Sung the ode a lot.

“Talk with me; talk with me and me only

Play with me; play with me and me only

Laugh with me; laugh with me and me only

Because you’re the only one for me”

 

I wrote this poem because I want to express only one thing

Friendship is love; but love is not friendship.

Diary –the book of my past

After the night falls on…………

Through the nerves flows the stream of words

The ink of my thoughts touches the diary

Where the day begins with a dear words.

By the blessings of my king,

The day starts with a dear word.

And ends by a good night,

Between this lies the matter.

Together works my soul and mind,

Bringing the pain and pleasure inside a column.

Like a thief, I spent the night

Hiding myself to protect my thoughts.

Each words of mine speaks up

Saying “life is a tragedy”

Man is an organ of life

And god alone is life.

Releasing myself from this hatred world

Gives me the freedom to write

Through the book of my thoughts

Let the future knows about me.

I pray to my king for power and strength

Thou to achieve my goal

My prayers to the people of my land

For happy and prosperous life.

The beautiful death

In the moonlight ………………..

Stood I, in the state of oblivion

Through the jarring air

Flows the psalm of death.

Down to the earth, I fell

With pain ruling my soul

Resides her image in my mind

Giving me the odious feeling

Like a thief, she robbed;

My heart and time in a phaeton

Her soul belongs to an onus man

Whom I came to hear latter.

In my thought, she remains

Leaving half dead inside

On hearing the gospel of my master

Departs the soul from the world….

Lies my grave in a dust bowl

Where lies her footprint

To my master I pray

For her beloved man……………..