She bore a platinum baby, of one she could be proud. Her mossy earthen womb, a misty dew-grey shroud. She looked down on her pride, her hope, and she cried ...
On the bank of Pampa river Wails of a babe, heard Pandalam king Rajasekhar Found You o' divine child with splendour God's mercy to his fervent prayer Rajasekhar...
The poet alone is writing an ode to her shoes- her shoes which only she can fill, her shoes of purple suede and green leather the color of palm fronds, her diam...
Ode to my Family THE CRANBERIES Instrumental...
