Rajendran Muthiah Poems

When it was ten minutes to lunch bell,
my Chemistry lecturer completed teaching.
I swivelled to my right and looked out.
I was surprised and embarrassed
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On her sombre face,
tears were not dripping down.
But her sad words and tales
made us shed tears.
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Once married, the sons go to new nests
and their parents are unwanted guests.
People of a cult live
in nations different to give
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You are free to walk with bobbing boobs
and bend the rays of straying eyes to fall there.
Showing your wares, you don't go down tubes;
but baring your hideouts, you give me nightmare.
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Before I tell, 'who I love', to my friend,
he showed me her photos, she did send.
'Love', I buried in my mind
and consoled him with words kind
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The poledancers from the bars are their parts shaking
in all the media, thanks to Covid's impact.
"Buy one and get one free is in the making
in the life of the sex workers, in their pact.
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He was hurt at the love-front, when she said,
" I hate you", for his talking to a fair maid.
"Has Corona contracted you? ", he asked her.
"If you speak more, you'll be in trouble", she replied.
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Many a boy before the running train jumps
and men from the top floor leap down to death.
The functions of the senses, Covid benumbs.
Dare not men to touch women and lose their breath.
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The leaders fight with words to make noise
but their plebs argue with swords, losing poise.
The Collectors keep mum
but their peons make loud hum.
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What rare gifts for my Aussie-friend I had?
Ants, mosquitoes and scorpions will be bad
even if they don't have,
for the bacterias to save.
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