Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu

Rookie (10.6.1938 / India)

Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu Poems

1. Vanquished 2/3/2010
2. To My Lost Gem Julie 2/5/2010
3. The Cherubic Child 4/8/2008
4. Said The Sage 4/9/2008
5. Prosodic Poetry 4/9/2008
6. Those Olden, Golden Days! 4/9/2008
7. When New Year Calls 'I'M Here'! 4/10/2008
8. The Body And The Brain 4/12/2008
9. The Fiery Battle 4/12/2008
10. Sisters 'Night' And 'Dawn' 4/12/2008
11. Life's Sketch 4/10/2008
12. New Year's Gifts 4/10/2008
13. Less Than Nothing! 4/9/2008
14. A Sonnet Plea To The New Year 4/10/2008
15. To The New Year 4/12/2008
16. Opposites 4/12/2008
17. If Awry Our Aim, We Wound Others 4/9/2008
18. A Plea To The New Year (An Experimental Sonnet) 4/13/2008
19. We Welcome You 4/10/2008
20. Fate And Fortune 4/9/2008
21. Fierce You Are But Also Fair 4/17/2008
22. Who Are Mr. Sleep And Mr. Dream? 5/1/2008
23. To The New Millennium 4/7/2008
24. A Pessimist's Lament 4/8/2008
25. I Need Thy Light 4/7/2008
26. When Greed Outstrips Needs 4/7/2008
27. All That Glitters Need Not Be Gold 4/13/2008
28. Marvellous Man 4/7/2008
29. O Scientist! 4/8/2008
30. Facing Death 4/8/2008
31. Canine Feline Friendship - Part Ii 4/15/2008
32. Canine Feline Friendship - Part I 4/15/2008
33. The Butterfly And The Lark 4/7/2008
34. Never Say Die 4/9/2008
35. Happiness 4/8/2008
36. To Peace 4/7/2008
37. Peace, Be Not Proud 4/9/2008
38. Hall Of Universal Peace 12/19/2008
Best Poem of Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu

Hall Of Universal Peace

This midnight bids farewell to parting year
Who then, on chariot Time, his seat vacates.
The New Year succeeds him as Charioteer:
To drive us on, he's waiting at our gates.

But OURS the choice of paths and destinations:
The Charioteer obeys but our instructions.
We must, to reach the most coveted station
Of PEACE, choose well-lit roads sans obstructions.

Such routes are those of Friendship, Love, Compassion,
Justice, Pardon, Truth and Selflessness.
The dingy lanes of Greed, Envy, Passion,
And Conflict lead to woe and sleeplessness.

Let's ask ...

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I Need Thy Light

I Need Thy Light (A Villanelle inTetrametre)

To distinguish between black and white
Things of the world that go in disguise,
O Lord, I sorely need thy light.

To pierce the masks, too weak my sight.
Though ripe in age, I'm too unwise,
To distinguish between black and white.

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