Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman

(28/08/1959 / Trichy, India)

Humor Is an Armor


Worry is an invisible tumor
But it can be cured by humor
With rage let not face simmer
As others’ faces must not become dimmer

Heart must teach tongue peace-grammar
Then it will not become a hammer
Harsh words do not even murmur
When anger comes become a mummer

The extremities of a discussion
Will result in tongue’s ignition
The outcome will be an altercation
That will result in sadness-radiation

If angry feelings are used to argue
Then sadness becomes the residue
Not only happiness will say adieu
But people will also say adieu to you

You think for a moment
About a past argument
Which you did for a moment
You will lament feeling unpleasant

Of course if we want improvement
We really require an argument
But we must reach an agreement
For improvement agreement is the basement

Laughter is the best medicine
Weeping is an unforgivable sin
Allow in heart happiness to reign
Create everywhere enjoyable scene

Combine laughter with brilliance
You can have friends in trillions
Be softer to each and every audience
Laughter and brilliance are lovely guardians

Laughter is God’s dear daughter
Sadness, she will easily slaughter
With God’s permission marry laughter
You will never get into hot water

If brain is a boiling kettle
Head becomes brittle
Mind will not firmly settle
Happiness will be very little.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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