Indira Renganathan Poems

Fresh like the first ray
Freshened like the tickled lotus
She's in her school
Beguiled to feel joyfully secured
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Wishing My Daughter

Happy birth days ahead many more dear
This moment happier as you're
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They dig and dig to excavate
All their wet hopes... then
To heave their comforts of bricky dreams
Step by step upping... then
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Yonder rock solitary speaketh
Pleasure Thou in painfulpenance..
Imprinted SriPaadam ever awaiting
The Lord to espouse before long
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The dhuppatta of the Indian angel
Sprawling over there far in the ether
A half-saree rather arched providential
Seven coloured, a shamiana-splendour
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Who does not like
Red of dawn, bed of sky
Spring of sun, strings of rain
Twinkling night, lulling sleep..?
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Earlier days..
Grand-ma immixed
Chilli, mustard, turmeric, oil
Salt hyped in high pickle-jar
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You're lost in the ism of Rama
Leaving behind a mission of Rama
Whence a practice of euphony
Across the compass of tones
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Sloka, is the most common Sanskrit meter and is a descendant of the older Vedic gayatri
The sloka, meaning 'song', although metric, is not considered poetic.
It functions more as the equivalent to Western prose with lines and meter and
is often used in narratives or epics.
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As the monkey jumped from tree to tree
The cock too wanted to test its strength
It tried but failed, sat aside so sad
Then the monkey said "climb up the hill
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