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To dear KASTHURI-Oh! Almighty-Poem-3

To my friend
KASTHURI

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OH! ALMIGHTY

You blew life into this frame
And moulded me to carve a name
Before I could ask for it.

Me you sowed among parents so good
And gave sisters and brother as best as you could
Before I could ask for it.

With education and interest wide, me you blessed
With love and kindness, my heart you pressed

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poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Hi..bird Of The Spring Season, What Is Your Name? [part-1 ]

HI, bird of spring! what is your name?

HI, wonderful bird!
What is your name?
Like a lonely boat on a silent lake-
As a solitary cloud on a solemn sky-
You glide on the gentle winds
To enthral my eyes and heart!
The colourful displays
On your cheerful wings
Fill every crevice of my heart
With the nectar of full moon!
A moment of bliss
You graced my heart;
But the moment next
Vanished in a trice
Into the inviting dense grove
Like a winged lightning!
Realising my disappointed look
Closely following your flight

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poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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The artist in Sowmya

The Artist in Sowmya

On the scene there arrived a cover,
Where beautiful flowers did hover,
In an ecstatic profuse shower,
As a wonderful collage'bower.

Many a drawing the cover closeted,
And on each my eyes got rivetted;
The designs were intricately matted,
And the etched drawings astounded.

The bigger charts—true -a feat,
To view the lovely paintings neat,
The aghast heart missed a beat;
It was to the eyes a bounteous treat.

Bound I'm to specially mention,
About the remarkable two, sections;
The distant snow-capped mountains,

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poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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O Town And City To Down And Pity !

O TOWN AND CITY TO DOWN AND PITY

O towns and cities!
If anything goes amiss
In your arteries and veins
Town would tumble 'down'
And city would be a'pity'!
Even the winds have no knowledge
Of the lanes and by lanes
Of the labyrinthine towns!
Let me tell you,
It is no wonder;
The day is not far off
When city folks buy air in kilos
From supermarkets,
And in their living burrows
Churn it with their electric fans
All through the day
To collect every disease
Named and unnamed!

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poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Buying Gifts

The veil of heart to lift,
And to evince the concern and love,
One is found to plough
Through the shops for a gift.

To present many occasions crop:
Festivals, Ceremonies and Birthdays,
Seasons Greetings and Wedding days,
None are we prepared to drop.

One goes for a present, hunting
The scale and variety on display,
Boggles the mind at the array,
And stands confused and wondering!

If it's for a bubbly little kid,
The toy shouldn't hurt or break,
And be of reputable make:
Yet within the purse's grid.

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I Am Greatly Perplexed

i am greatly perplexed

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i am greatly perplexed-
the unbearable burden is squarely on my head
crushing me into smithereens-
it was accumulation madness in youth
receiving gifts in plenty, all in repetitions-
most glittering but utterly useless-
my purse then was bottomless
my desires soaring endless heights
and proud of my vanity acquisitions-
at the exit gate of my life
all shout at me clamouring protection
from the closed boxes' stifling darkness
never once breathing fresh air in years-
of what use were they for me
except to occupy entire lofts?
o how to dispose of these worthless stuffs

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poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Mother! You Could Not Have Left Us.

Mother..!
You could not have left us from this world
Though you met with that final knock of death ten years ago,
All the time lamenting ' I have lived my life fully
And seen all its pains and pleasures
In their barest attires and unadulterated attitudes
And I should not be a burden to any of my children
Riding on cursed bed, cooking ever thoughts in hazy visions
On helpless bones and loosened muscles.....! '
I could deeply infer that you could not leave us,
So dear to you with your bonds on us so tight and strong!
Yes I know your heart could not rest content even in heaven
Without casting caring looks on all your posterity-
Yes Mom! I feel your strong presence hovering ever around me
Everywhere I tread on amidst all my trials and tribulations.
Your tight close look scares and disperses clouds of gloom to nowhere.
Yes mom! I am not alone, never alone
But in your invisible company charging me with hope!

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poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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A Picture Of Our Little Garden

The sand mound on the left,
And the colourful Zinnias edging it;
With profuse Asters adjacent,
And the triangular red bricks bordering it;

The wide windows artistic grille,
Below are the bright Cannas to the right;
The pale blue curtain over the window sill,
Over looking the blooming Hollyhocks bright;

The dense green leaves of the Radish,
With intermittent Balsams red and white;
The long stalked nodding Cosmos' swish,
All enchant and cheer the mind and sight.

The smooth and slender butterflies,
Both diurnal and crepuscular;
Of various hues fly, sit and rise,
Flit from flower to another flower.

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poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Our revered Cattle

In our country oxen are used to plough,
And man declares, "the animals, we love"!
After harvest man gathers the grains to eat,
And offers the hay to the animal as a treat.

Man collects the cotton from the tree,
And the seeds he presents to the cattle for free.
Before cooking the grains he washes it with water,
And that is the cattle's drinking water.

Their milk meant for the calves are for man,
And he produces milk products as much as he can;
From it he makes yoghurt and sells it in a can,
He stirs the milk and retrieves butter on a pan.

When butter is melt, the aromatic ghee is got,
With ghee, delicious sweets are made and brought;
In villages cow-dung cakes are largely used,
With which glowing fire is instantly infused.

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Pray Sincerely

There may exist various types of lamps
They'd have been from different camps.

They may exist made of various materials
They may be made for the Imperials.

They may exist in divergent shapes
In multifarious forms even as of grapes.

They may exist in many hues predominant
Made of disparate colours prominent.

They may contain oils multiform
Each with a varying viscosity norm.

They may hold distinct types of wicks
Each made of diverse sticks and picks.

Though the lamps are amply diversified
In all aspects they are one from inside.

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