Rajendran Muthiah Poems

No one can restore him from the trance,
Where he enjoys seraphs' dance.
The waves keep in night
Feasting the note of Cuckoo's might.
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All the plants bear no flowers.
And the bees visit, smell the scent,
Suck honey, faint and hum hymns,
blossoms some which spread their perfumes,
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When I took my Gazalle into a grove,
Some eve-teasers crossed our way.
I pushed my parrot back and sneered at the crew
and they kept away sane a word to say.
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We are bound up together closely
like the stars and sky, the planets in their system,
the earth and the things on it, the nature and beauty,
the honest man and duty, the innocent girl and chastity,
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I don't remember or speak often of my age.
If anyone wants to know how old I am
I'll ask how many years they have been in this earth,
and tell him to multiply by four or three or two.
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The waves run high and low
and the earth has pits and mounds.
Fruits are sour and sweet.
Ugly and beauty are all beings.
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I did often say my friends,
' I'm by physique and mind bold'.
But when my Gazalle looks at me
her eyes shoot beams and hold me still.
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I was laid on a stretcher
and carried to the ICU.
An injection made my eyes open
but I doubted my stay in this world.
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When the Sun was at its peak in the sky,
Being careless of solar heat, who is she,
Walking on the coast with curvy lips dry,
And slender feet washed down by the waves free?
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She is not an earthly creature to ignore,
For Nature has decked her with all riches,
Her fake can't be made by smiths anywhere.
She isn't his mistress but his ev'r smiling Muse.
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