Poems of Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
|7281.||We all fault||11/18/2008|
|7282.||We Are Blind||8/13/2011|
|7283.||We Are Blind With Eyes||8/6/2011|
|7284.||We are friends, of course.||1/25/2012|
|7285.||We Are Helpless||1/20/2012|
|7286.||We are interested in the people||3/14/2011|
|7287.||We Are Made By What We Make||9/24/2012|
|7288.||We are mostly belied||3/10/2009|
|7289.||We Are Not Worker Ants||9/19/2012|
|7290.||We are tamed impotent.||5/8/2010|
|7291.||We are the adivasis||6/24/2010|
|7292.||We Are The Adivasis.[India]||6/24/2011|
|7293.||We are the wise couple||12/30/2009|
|7294.||We blame conveniently.||1/18/2009|
|7295.||We buy names.||9/8/2011|
|7296.||We cause unjust things.||2/12/2014|
|7297.||We cope with pollution||2/25/2010|
|7298.||We couldn’t be she||4/15/2009|
|7300.||We Despise Till We Do||1/22/2012|
The Conept of the Birth
What is birth? Why is it? Who causes it?
The birth is the fusion of matter and force
That came into being by accident
And since then evolves like planets revolve.
As the wind blows and the water flows
In accordance with the external force
The living things grow and reproduce
In accordance with the external force.