Raj Arumugam

Raj Arumugam Poems

1041. Wing Pages Of The Butterfly 3/27/2011
1042. Winter Moon, Misty Moon 6/8/2009
1043. Winter Sunset 6/5/2009
1044. Witness To What Presents Itself 5/7/2009
1045. Women Can'T Drive 6/23/2011
1046. Women In Art Corrupt Men 8/9/2011
1047. Women Picking Edible Plants 3/11/2010
1048. Wonder About This Stranger 11/7/2008
1049. Word Of God 9/18/2011
1050. Words On Dusty Surfaces 1/11/2009
1051. Working Again 11/7/2008
1052. Worth Of Our Words 11/30/2008
1053. Would You Lend Some Money To Nasrudin...? 9/7/2011
1054. Writing About Nothing 11/3/2011
1055. Writing Comments: A Tragi-Comic History 4/22/2010
1056. Writing Liberally 12/23/2008
1057. Writing Under The Pine Trees, Wang Meng 12/24/2012
1058. Xanthippe Gives Socrates A Piece Of Her Mind 3/21/2010
1059. Yasala Bird 6/21/2012
1060. Yeah! - We Win! 12/17/2011
1061. Yeah, I'Ve Got Friends Now 2/18/2012
1062. Yes, I Know I’m A Bad Boy 7/17/2009
1063. You Are Gone 4/22/2009
1064. You Are There Moon 5/23/2010
1065. You Can Get Hurt In A Bar 3/10/2012
1066. You Haiku, Baby? 7/7/2009
1067. You See It All As It Is 6/26/2009
1068. You Sent Me Away 11/7/2008
1069. You Talk Fast 11/7/2008
1070. You Witness My Dying 5/23/2010
1071. Young Beauty Crossing A Bridge After Snow 12/22/2011
1072. Young Love 11/9/2008
1073. Your Local Silly Ghost 8/6/2009
1074. You'Ve Got The Wrong Man 11/7/2008
1075. Z Poem 4/7/2012
Best Poem of Raj Arumugam

2-Min Iq Test

this popup
jumps up on me
most unexpectedly
with a BOO! and a Hee! Hee! Hee!
(which is what, I guess,
popups do best)

you see,
all I’m doing is minding my own business
punching keys on my keyboard
(which is what idiots like me do best)
and this popup
shows up and says:
Hey bald and sexy –
point that mouse at me and click!
Come, let me show you how low
your IQ really is!

Oh, please - popup,
don’t pop up on me
cos I’ve got a weak heart
and I may just go POOOP!
like a bubble
just like that; ...

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The Table

Beware, the rectangular slab
squares you.

The table is a prison

to take you through
interminable years
hew at rocks, polish the chains,
stare at white walls till

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