Rajaram Ramachandran Poems

Moving from place to place,
Blessed by the sages’ grace,
The forest life went in peace,
Thus ran ten years apace.
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On the bank of the Ganga River,
A great army encamped there,
On the other side of the Bank,
Guha saw men of each rank.
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'These plantain fruits hundred
I'm offering to the Lord.
Take this bunch in a basket
And handover to the priest.'
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To allow inside a poet,
A gate keeper corrupt,
Collected half of what
From the king he got.
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The city was thrown,
Into a state of mourn,
With its king passing away,
Leaving one and all far from gay.
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There was a boy named Khader,
For anything, he never used to bother,
Not even for his class timetable,
Except for his shining glass marble.
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“No one likes me, why? ” A serpent
Went to the Lord, one day, to repent
And asked Him for a suggestion
To come out of this situation.
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After the talk with his mother,
And Lakshman his brother,
Ram went to Sita’s chamber,
To brief her on his future.
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'Six plus four is ten feet,
Divided by two is five feet,
I'm just above five feet,
And can just walk thro' it.'
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“Oh, My God, Ganapathi,
Show on me your mercy,
Coconuts one zero eight,
I’ve them in my basket.
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