Rajendran Muthiah Poems

In our return trip from Megamalai
on the worst, single, bumpy track,
the driver stopped the bus for a break.
and led the passengers into a shop
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Four decades have gone past!
Being nostalgic, I visited the villages
of my bloodkin, around Sivakasi,
where I did my degree course.
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The Chinese in Ladakh pitched a tent
as they had sensed a Kashmiri-scent.
Our men don’t want a duel
as their bird-flu is cruel.
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The robbers flee with looted gold
and in the shops owned by the cops, sold.
The burglars aren’t nabbed
by ‘Super-Cops’, so tabbed.
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The trees in Summer have crush to date
the Sun, bloom, flourish and be a mate.
The gold flowers smile shy;
Nectar slips saying bye.
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The Chinese incur into Ladakh with verve,
with woes and worries to India, to serve.
When the quake-victims somewhere, succour, deserve,
the Mongol breed intrude to pinch India with nerve.
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Scam after Scam bereft of shame,
devoured and wrought our nation lame.
People are destitutes;
unfit to war-like pursuits.
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The “King of Kings”, Nader Shah,
the Emperor of Persia,
led a campaign against Kandahar,
in the border of Hindustan in 1736.
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To make money, mugging was the way
known to the boys for the fees to pay.
They spent time in parlours.
When a student harbours,
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We can’t build again China’s’ Great Wall’
but Nature made Himalayas tall.
Enjoy in Tibet your honeymoon.
Don’t encroach on our Ladakh, you hoon.
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