Bk 159 12-1-17
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dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath
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The Olfaction
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The odor perception;
The magical action;
Of Nature: the Master;
The Conjurer.
How could the ant know;
About the sugar;
Kept in my mother's
Secret chest!
The bee and beetle;
Smelt the blossoming;
Before me, you;
And the breeze;
The clever!
2.
The death the dreadful;
Is foreseen by the bird;
So also the tornado;
By the intuiting intellect!
Poet smelling the rose;
In his transcending;
The fragrance the Poem.
The Doctor too;
The well being;
In the Breath;
And also the ill being!
3.
The note of a single;
Caressing touch;
From Mother Nature;
Is the Fragrance of Love;
The Celestial Music!
The rain bringing;
The twinkling Hope;
Its haunting odor;
Breezing from;
The star-studded Sky;
Of my inost Why.
4.
That Olfactics;
Yes; surely
Am indexing the Great Story;
The Epic Mahabharatha;
Of this Ancient Sacred Land.
That heavenly Fragrance;
(Ofcourse the Fate);
The Igniting Touch;
That Spore;
In that Golden Casket!
5.
How much shrewd the Rishi!
To accomplish the Truth;
To mould the "Mahabharatham!";
The Stamp!
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The Olfaction 12-1-2017
BK 158
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dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath
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The Olfaction
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The odor perception;
The magical action;
Of Nature: the Master;
The Conjurer.
How could the ant know;
About the sugar;
Kept in my mother's
Secret chest!
The bee and beetle;
Smelt the blossoming;
Before me, you;
And the breeze;
The clever!
2.
The death the dreadful;
Is foreseen by the bird;
So also the tornado;
By the intuiting intellect!
Poet smelling the rose;
In his transcending;
The fragrance the Poem.
The Doctor too;
The well being;
In the Breath;
And also the ill being!
3.
The note of a single;
Caressing touch;
From Mother Nature;
Is the Fragrance of Love;
The Celestial Music!
The rain bringing;
The twinkling Hope;
Its haunting odor;
Breezing from;
The star-studded Sky;
Of my inost Why.
4.
That Olfactics;
Yes; surely
Am indexing the Great Story;
The Epic Mahabharatha;
Of this Ancient Sacred Land.
That heavenly Fragrance;
(Ofcourse the Fate);
The Igniting Touch;
That Spore;
In that Golden Casket!
5.
How much shrewd the Rishi!
To accomplish the Truth;
To mould the "Mahabharatham!";
The Stamp!
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The Olfaction 12-1-2017
BK 158
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