Biography of Raman Savithiri
A devotee who chants lalitha sahasranama and few verses from abiraami andaathi daily.
Cleaning mind and tries go beyond the body by Isha yoga daily.
Raman Savithiri's Works:
One ebook in the same site
Raman Savithiri Poems
796. To All True Indians ...
(Sometimes I have come across few Indian Christians who love western nations more than loving India. Some non-Hindu Indians mocking at Indian idol-worship, the great heroes Krishna and Rama; Laughing at chastity of Mata Sita and heroine Panjali. Some Indian Muslims will rejoice when Pakistan wins in India-Pakistan match! This really hurts me and will hurt my Mother India also) *___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___*___* Is India identified
794. Cheerful Meltdown – Song Of Love ...
All of a sudden Life becomes more meaningful Nature’s display is more beautiful Birds’ tweets are sweeter
976. As A Soaring Eagle.
Majestic, high soaring eagle, Shoots down the sea’s seething surface, In a sec, a big fish writhes for life, In the strong clutches of its claw.
961. M Y ` M O T H E R ` T O N G U E `...
(This trial fails to measure the height of TAMIL and TAMILLAND in all its dimensions. Tamil literature is vast. Its depth is immeasurable. I tasted just a drop! From time immemorial Tamil land clasps all, till today, whoever comes to make an esteemed living. Tamil Temples and related arts could not be spoken by me. I am just like an ignorant frog which does not know anything about lotuses though it lives with them!) - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - *
924. Compliment To A Dear Colleague 23...
One of my colleagues is remarkably extraordinary for her wit and wisdom without her our staff room would not have tasted joy in job. She co-ordinates parties without hurting anyone’s feeling. Bold to present our problems to higher authority…yet not haughty. Our staff room remains always as a merry place by her endeavour to have family atmosphere. She is a Christian; her husband is Hindu. Her mind is a blend of both religions radiating philosophy too. Happy birth day to Mrs Queene Yadav Her wisdom driving away any boredom,
797. As An Infant Cries, I Cry, I Cry An...
How will I tell my sorrow? To whom will I tell my sorrow? Heart breaks, body shudders
686. Sandalwood In Desert! 281109
Among cactuses thorny, Stand stiff in many, In a ruthless desert wood, I try to grow sandalwood!
673. My Enemies Reside Inside – 260210
I agree honestly my love is not absolute For I know not its taste! True devotion, then, how will I radiate?
991. Give Me The Pride Of Being Your Chi...
You bestow Some people with pride of having best parents.
980. I Stand Empty Handed!
Amma, I stand empty handed! I really did not know What gift should I select for you.
925. Amma, Am I Dim-Witted? 180508
925. Amma, am I dim-witted? 180508 People have something or other to cling upon earth Amma, tell me any thing except You which is worth!
910. Street Girls 290608
Scavengers cease to exist? Cleanliness takes its exit! Street girls totally are wiped out?
792. Mother 291208
(Living in Kuwait a parched land in middle-east desert, just for money sake, where people float around, where I could hardly find any relations with true love, if I want to taste pure love I contact my mother living in India. Her voice itself is enough to bring bliss into my heart.) _*********_***********_**********_************_*************_
683. A Wild Jasmine ...
Like a wild jasmine in deep wood My poems blossom from pensive mood Like the petals draw out to sun rays My thoughts turn into patterns by Your grace
973. We Are Inseparable.
I searched some deep friends to talk about my Mother;
No one is interested!
I come out stand in vast open ground.
Oh dark cloud! You resemble my Mother Syama.
You speak about Her wet heart of true compassion.
Oh green dale! You resemble my Mother Maragda.
You speak about Her everlasting prosperity.