Samanyan Lakshminarayanan


Samanyan Lakshminarayanan Poems

1. The Art And Skill 12/4/2008
2. Creativity 12/4/2008
3. The Guard 12/5/2008
4. The Bee, The Cat And The Dog 12/5/2008
5. The Debate 12/23/2008
6. The Absolute World 12/24/2008
7. The Lost Poem 1/29/2009
8. Right Way 2/22/2009
9. Step Out 4/5/2009
10. The Path 4/21/2009
11. The Price They Pay 4/30/2009
12. Aandha Melliya Eesai [tamil] 5/5/2009
13. Nilavin Mugam Ennul[tamil' 5/25/2009
14. The Closest Human 5/28/2009
15. # A Life Between Them - Marraige 8/9/2009
16. # A Request 8/18/2009
17. # A Flower Dies - Senryu 8/21/2009
18. Negative 9/19/2009
19. Secret 9/19/2009
20. Fate 10/4/2009
21. A Senryu Comment On Sathya Narayana's 'A Dictionary' 10/31/2009
22. # # On Paa 12/17/2009
23. A Live Person 12/29/2009
24. Death Of Wood -3 Liner 1/4/2010
25. Entrapped 1/7/2010
26. Am A Cursed Person 1/15/2010
27. A Buy Is An Expression 1/15/2010
28. # # As A Man I Contrast 2/27/2010
29. # Not A Women 3/14/2010
30. A Suicide Path Of Ph 3/19/2010
31. Haunted Me 3/20/2010
32. Freedom To Vote 8/14/2010
33. To Arshiya Mukund 5/5/2014
34. #a Wish Of A Poiem 2/15/2010
35. A Dead Snake 2/6/2010
36. That Same Voice 2/6/2010
37. Abandoned 10/28/2009
38. [no Body Read] Tomorrow 10/9/2009
39. # A Forgotten One 10/19/2009
40. # # A Detrimental Doing 8/28/2009
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# # Am Not Just A Drop [in Top 500]

born from a spring
from mother earth's womb

an adventurous child hood and teen
in a waterfall
in that whole lot a few drops will
perish or stagnate

a romantic trip in its youth
as a stream or river
a murmur of joy all the way
a few drops join in from
a different origin rain
in spite of different origins
a perfect blend of water the river becomes

the flowing river seems to ask me
' oh wise man can you say which dropp in me
came from rain...and
which from drain'

'you..your origins you uphold
we our origins we withhold
...

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The Wings

It is'nt there-physically
it is'nt there at all.
I cannot see it so-
it is'nt there at all.

That's what people who only have-
their 'eyes' to see will say-about
the 'wings' the heart has.

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