tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49125764047690076302012-02-17T09:44:07.538+05:30A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-13571900638304484332009-07-11T17:11:00.001+05:302009-07-13T14:35:49.875+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLYCaV25HI/AAAAAAAAEEE/T3dGJZPFAEw/s1600-h/P1010009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLYCaV25HI/AAAAAAAAEEE/T3dGJZPFAEw/s320/P1010009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265508450291868786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />You think I am mesmerised by you,<br />You think I am merely a speck of dust,<br />Have you watched dawns and dusks unfolding through my eyes?<br />Have you nonchalantly loitered through my world?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-1357190063830448433?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-13810108160253539732008-11-06T17:15:00.006+05:302009-07-13T14:35:30.262+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLY54A-tXI/AAAAAAAAEEc/5o9tmLq6664/s1600-h/346.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265509403150169458" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 297px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLY54A-tXI/AAAAAAAAEEc/5o9tmLq6664/s320/346.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />These eyes that are as radiant as gemstones,<br />Trip through forests of yellow leaves and intertwined creepers,<br />They flutter like pale-winged moths over fragile moments,<br />As stolid years add mists of knowledge over the truant irises.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-1381010816025353973?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-17759842279051818332008-11-06T17:10:00.004+05:302009-07-13T14:35:06.109+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLXxEOT-dI/AAAAAAAAED8/upZbAxvLXRg/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265508152296864210" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLXxEOT-dI/AAAAAAAAED8/upZbAxvLXRg/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Living in shackles, loving beyond promises,<br />I have existed in bits and pieces...in fragments,<br />Now in the autumn years of my life I taste freedom,<br />As the smile carved on my visage illuminates<br />The rusty hinges of the bolted door of your heart.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-1775984227905181833?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-41990918173290117342008-11-06T17:09:00.003+05:302009-07-13T14:34:39.848+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLXh3kYN9I/AAAAAAAAED0/PHxe1O6oOKI/s1600-h/295.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265507891201718226" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLXh3kYN9I/AAAAAAAAED0/PHxe1O6oOKI/s320/295.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />You call me naked as I sit over here on the soft cushion of my faeces,<br />Golden dung flowing through fissures of brown Earth,<br />I watch it leisurely and smile at your ignorance,<br />As you fail to see sunshine flowing through the crevices of my sienna body.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-4199091817329011734?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-37616358461984985442008-11-06T17:04:00.005+05:302009-07-13T14:34:10.353+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLXQcybM6I/AAAAAAAAEDs/iwgMDwiA1Lk/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265507591955100578" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SRLXQcybM6I/AAAAAAAAEDs/iwgMDwiA1Lk/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Saffron corridors basking in the glory of lost summer years,<br />Shimmer in front of my eyes now rheumy with age.<br />I lie on this rickety couch of stale memories and crushed mothballs,<br />As your camera winks lasviciously at my broken body.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-3761635846198498544?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-17952952378202814822008-10-30T09:17:00.003+05:302009-07-13T14:33:46.370+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQku0Wf3UXI/AAAAAAAAEBY/SFB4B0Su5Gc/s1600-h/P1010281.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQku0Wf3UXI/AAAAAAAAEBY/SFB4B0Su5Gc/s320/P1010281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262789116486439282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Run through prairies dotted with sunshine,<br />Your liquid eyes holding scarred clouds in their depths,<br />The swiftness of your olive limbs punctuating Bedouin roads<br />Is enough to make me forget my frozen existence...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-1795295237820281482?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-28284428783206119052008-10-30T09:16:00.004+05:302009-07-13T14:33:25.522+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQkuL4dkBdI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/g5E3I9nwx_c/s1600-h/170.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQkuL4dkBdI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/g5E3I9nwx_c/s320/170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262788421228955090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I know that I belong to the green earth,<br />And he gallops over roads made of steel,<br />Yet, this symbiotic pull of heart strings,<br />Leaves us enfolded in shared silence...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-2828442878320611905?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-45713190530098439412008-10-30T09:14:00.005+05:302009-07-13T14:32:55.572+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktnYG6ufI/AAAAAAAAEBI/Pku7j8p-FGQ/s1600-h/P1010088.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktnYG6ufI/AAAAAAAAEBI/Pku7j8p-FGQ/s320/P1010088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787794068748786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Emblazoned through years of sanguine existence,<br />Is the feeling that I belong somewhere else,<br />Yet, when evenings sigh into the indigo night,<br />I know that this earth, this wind, this water is mine...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-4571319053009843941?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-24034091341276658012008-10-30T09:13:00.007+05:302009-07-13T14:32:34.566+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktbJWcByI/AAAAAAAAEBA/82TaeppccnA/s1600-h/P1010115.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktbJWcByI/AAAAAAAAEBA/82TaeppccnA/s320/P1010115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787583948883746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />The smile holds a hint of cultured sneer,<br />Waspishly maneuvering the ambience<br />As both fortune and volition crumble to dust<br />Beneath her tiny and tender feet...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-2403409134127665801?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-49583608234592104732008-10-30T09:12:00.003+05:302009-07-13T14:31:15.342+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktMKt9t8I/AAAAAAAAEA4/nVPequsVqd8/s1600-h/094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktMKt9t8I/AAAAAAAAEA4/nVPequsVqd8/s320/094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787326617958338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />There is a strange glimmer in my eyes,<br />The world seems to be encased in a sea shell,<br />There are times when my ambition paints the sky florid,<br />There are times when I brazenly walk over destiny...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-4958360823459210473?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-71802685116508497552008-10-30T09:11:00.003+05:302009-07-13T14:30:42.481+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktB-VYLxI/AAAAAAAAEAw/K9vuJJ5YK30/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQktB-VYLxI/AAAAAAAAEAw/K9vuJJ5YK30/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787151494917906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Colours splashed across the canvas of parallel dimensions,<br />Forms and shapes caressing these delicate senses,<br />I have sprung up from beneath the somnolence that you call Death,<br />I am Life in her most wondrous incarnation...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-7180268511650849755?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-52314569152335659632008-10-30T09:06:00.003+05:302009-07-13T14:30:16.257+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQks4XWRACI/AAAAAAAAEAo/UWJ8izvNn9c/s1600-h/2+276.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQks4XWRACI/AAAAAAAAEAo/UWJ8izvNn9c/s320/2+276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262786986410836002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Beneath the lush green foliage of youth,<br />Your silvered years blossom like water lily,<br />There is an unending peace that stretches its white arms<br />Across the firmament of every tiny mature moment...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-5231456915233565963?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-43791290787237021742008-10-28T21:51:00.006+05:302009-07-13T14:29:50.632+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc9jFSpt3I/AAAAAAAAEAI/Zox429N71xo/s1600-h/Cherry+08.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc9jFSpt3I/AAAAAAAAEAI/Zox429N71xo/s320/Cherry+08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262242362530838386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />If Time could fathom the depths of your irises,<br />Then evolution would have been a mere sundown tango,<br />The mist that serenades the tips of your lashes<br />Is the weapon that pierces through my gypsy heart...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-4379129078723702174?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-23216893946233382942008-10-28T21:48:00.005+05:302009-07-13T14:29:25.053+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc74UlicgI/AAAAAAAAEAA/M6xQ25QGbhQ/s1600-h/P1010254.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc74UlicgI/AAAAAAAAEAA/M6xQ25QGbhQ/s320/P1010254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262240528390582786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />We smile through the pall of darkness,<br />Tiny slivers of bright white light,<br />Captivating the denouement that is a brazen truth<br />At the end of this labyrinth that we call struggle...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-2321689394623338294?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-47520600806086997902008-10-28T21:44:00.004+05:302009-07-13T14:28:48.540+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc7J5wOdfI/AAAAAAAAD_4/8gAZCtGLNzs/s1600-h/100_4601.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc7J5wOdfI/AAAAAAAAD_4/8gAZCtGLNzs/s320/100_4601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262239730913670642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Observing the roulette called Life,<br />My eyes refuse to tear away from the horizon,<br />They think I am merely a wanderer,<br />But I am the sentinel who watches the distant storms...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-4752060080608699790?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-77900243078716980232008-10-28T21:39:00.005+05:302009-07-13T14:28:23.709+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc5p1FF31I/AAAAAAAAD_w/-g9TNjcsKII/s1600-h/166.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQc5p1FF31I/AAAAAAAAD_w/-g9TNjcsKII/s320/166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262238080391569234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />You speak words that reveal the emptiness,<br />Of this transient and pock-marked existence,<br />And then in the midst of your drab monologue<br />You expect me to fill in the gaping abyss?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-7790024307871698023?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4912576404769007630.post-80008247221880146302008-10-27T07:29:00.007+05:302009-07-13T14:27:47.753+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQUjq8-3D3I/AAAAAAAAD_A/y9mQKmEFDZw/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Un0geO0PgZ8/SQUjq8-3D3I/AAAAAAAAD_A/y9mQKmEFDZw/s320/P1010059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261650960483553138" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />A sun-kissed smile enmeshed with butterfly freedom,<br />You wade through the shallow streams of life's empty promises,<br />I look into your liquid eyes and sigh a million times<br />As you and your golden laughter paint the skies tangerine...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4912576404769007630-8000824722188014630?l=atraghunandan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>A.T.Raghu Nandanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18256500491191391417noreply@blogger.com2