Bose Perumal Poems

Kindle the spark of Regeneration,
Have we not crossed many a generation?
Look towards the yonder horizon,
Never ending March towards destination. 4
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Distinct landmarks of history repeats,
The pangs and pains of the deplete.
Abode we have left; asylum we seek,
Aimless we march; maimed to speak. 4
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The winter sets into our lands;
The brooding birds flock into bands,
Flapping wings into seasonal journey;
Up we go with natural harmony. 4
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Fangs of misery embedded in flesh;
Gnaws into the heart of those who blush,
The envious measures of planning fail;
Ship of humanity is caught in a gale. 4
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The land of fortitude; forebearant multitude,
Subcontinent of Nature’s infinite magnitude,
Cherished philosophy; Sanguine culture,
Hoping to nourish stature into brighter future. 4
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Land of gloom where fire doesn’t bloom;
Endless stretch of shivering ice of doom,
Sledge’s end ploughs through with foam,
Master’s whip wreaks to reach his room. 4
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Barest thoughts dare not venture;
Into Maddest part of Nature’s fracture,
Ebb and eddy of ceaseless bunds,
Hell’s torment is a poorer blend. 4
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Born from the graceful feet of the Lord;
Merging into Milky ocean of the God,
Serenely flow from the Almighty head,
Dancing into our thoughts purify our hearts. 4
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Dubious monster; devious master;
Disarraying order into disorder,
Engulf our life into a mean theater,
Crossing with ease; across border. 4
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Dozing into sensuous delight,
Depth of mind takes to flight,
Probing through ethereal heights,
Returns to record in realities light. 4
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