RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL Poems

There lived a monarch,
Who married at fortyfive,
Keeping his chastity intact,
To marry a madamosielle
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Muse, most dear muse,
Thou must bless thine slave,
To make you more lovely,
And sweet and flow through
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This event happens to one and all,
Making every living being
To come to an end and dissolve,
Into the earth, which created
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Born of humble origin,
She grew to be the companion
Of poor and downtrodden,
And live with tem they good
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He was thug og great body might,
But liitle fo brawn, his feelings,
Afire even on a small misplaced
Word, he beat up or knifed
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He presided over all those arond
Him in much gusto, always talking
And noddong his head, the poor
Disappeared from his vision,
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I loved a damsel very dearly,
She was not of very fair color,
But beauty writ large on her face,
Lovely smiles so endearing,
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We are nothing but workers,
Workers of machines,
Workers of money,
Workers fo banking,
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Like a piece of muddy glass,
It was obtained by the miner,
Who gave it to the owner of
Mines who stared abd stared
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He stood up catching
The chair, trying to walk,
Falling on his plump back, ,
Again and again trying,
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