Saturday, February 11, 2017

Sentiments from Singapore bird park

Back to pavilion after romancing with 600 species of birds from the world! 
My experience holding those birds on my hands brought out words from my heart..

Here is a poem that I think you might find cool
Wish i did this trip when I was in school


Birds, some thriving amidst humble caretakers and loving guest,   ðŸ¤—
While some seem to be missing its natural habitat & sunlight was its quest

(all penguins were looking towards sunroof!!)


People applauded when the parrots were made to speak,
I felt they were more beautiful when hanging on its beak!


Joy and excitement among scores of people on the night safari
When they learnt only 600 tigers are left all felt very sorry


I saw 6 black elephants preserved through donated dollors($)
Else, in a few years they will decorate our shelves in various colors!


Glad I made this trip during Chinese new year
Else, it would be a fancy from what I read and hear   ☺️



Lots of acquaintance and few friends 
I will endeavor my connect with them never ends!



©Balaji Palanidurai

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Thursday, February 2, 2017

Too sweet from inside

Realization that I could scribble poems came 6 months post a master health checkup in 

April 2016 when the report indicated that I was too sweet from inside! My doc helped me 

get back into shape and I wrote a thank you note to her...

Your intervention last April
sent down my spine a shrill

Your prognosis for my condition
got my mind to recondition

You said I may need to go on insulin
That’s when the real issue sunk in

You prescribed minor medication
but put more emphasis on meditation

I blindly followed your advise
As I felt you are very wise

I stuck to the regime & went through the motion
Guess what, that gave me a promotion!

I also changed my lifestyle
That eventually helped to run 6.5 miles!

I was diagnosed with diabetes
That is now at ease.

©Balaji Palanidurai

Paranteen beats

Let me into your teen, it makes sense drummed the beat in a mother's heart Let me be free and wean thru adolescence echoed the bea...