Pammal hari(hanquill)"s poems:

"A Day"s life of a flower"
Woken up by "The Eternal Marshaller of the Day"(the rising Sun)
to shower happiness only, on others,
clothed by the colours(vibgyor)
I stand up, christened as"Flower" in this mundane World>

The epimeral life, I possess,
Only to bewitch flora and fauna,though I am a part of them.

I grow daily, along with the rising Sun,
to awaken the mundane world.
I distance myself from the sorrow and joy,
happening in the daily life .

Poet Laurate Words Worth praised me as "dancing and fluttering  along with the wind'(Daffodils)
I hear chirpping of the birds,
which is music ot my ears.
They come and enjoy,the nector
duly stored by me to procreate the flora and fauna,
pervading only happiness.

Thousands and thousands of name I possess, and the,
and the term"Joy" emanates from me only.

With equanimity, I behave
to adorn the Gods and Godessess and to give
peace and tranquility to melancholy family,
who pray for their departed souls.

Human beings pluck me ,
merely for their self -aggrandised enjoyment.
But I serve the poor and rich alike,
with economic equanimity.

I do hold with pride and prejudice,
Which something "peerless" I only possess.

As the day grows,I do also,
bearing both"shine and shower",ticking the clock,showing the time.

Effervascent smell,I possess,
in different degrees and with different aroma,
only to attract the enjoyable beings.

I have a lovable approach to both insects and birds,
since they enjoy by giving me "adorable kissess"

I became " a days"s old" holding Nature"s norm,
to depart from the mundane world.
I bid- adieu  to one and all.

(The story of a Flower-its one day life)-BY HANQUILL-PAMMAL HARI