Wednesday, March 07, 2018

The Jolly Good Tree

The Jolly Good Tree
By Shwetha 7/3/2018

She stands there, lonely
Moving, moving, Slowly.
I see her through the window
All alone, like a widow,
Did anyone notice her?
To me, She was a old conifer
Did she have a choice
Of not listening to the heary noise?

She stood there during snow
Heat, as well as winds blow
Did she mind?
She was a tree kind,
She was dying in a drought
Now, her life was caught.
I stare at her from my class
Through the translucent window glass
She meant a lot to me,
Though she was only a conifer tree.

On misty cold days,
She wished it would go her ways
The days, downpours
Happy deep in core
I talk to her, she listens
It blurrs my vision
Oh dear, tree of my life
Don't you cry, all together we strive
Take you in our heart
Don't you feel hurt
Afterall you are the jolly good conifer tree.

Happy Birthday!

There is no difference, 
When I see you or the stars.
The stars live forever & you, deep in my heart.

You, like the chocolate.
Made of sugar & milk.
Sweet, irrespective 
Of the bitter thoughts

Like the kerosene lamp
providing light on no-moon days,
rainy nights and foggydays,
Opening eyes to the blind.

You, the flute, playing
Giving the world the melody
Forgetting life's tragedy,
Is an angel caring.

By Shwetha K.A 3/3/2018


Saturday, March 28, 2015

At Shravanabelagola 2014

Thursday, January 05, 2012

On Deepawali 2011

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Shwetha at Talakadu Nov 2011

Monday, October 31, 2011

Shwetha in Ooty in August 2011

Monday, July 07, 2008

Saras & Shwetha at Ooty Lake



Shwetha with her tongue out

Shwetha Closeup


Shwetha Playing - July 2008

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Shwetha in a Salwar

Shwetha June 2008

Shwetha doing a Funny Face

Shwetha May 2008

Shwetha May 2008