Rajaram Ramachandran

Gold Star - 23,027 Points (13-7-31 (see reverse) / Chennai born, now at Juhu, Mumbai, India)

(103) (Meera) The Merta Town - Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

Child Meera’s grandfather,
And Rathan Singh’s father,
Rao Dudha, was the first one,
Who founded Merta Town.

Small though it was,
It remained free always.
Other rulers honoured it,
And never went near it.

Dhudha’s first three sons,
Were trained as warriors,
And stayed in war fronts
For defending the borders.

Maldev was the first son,
Roymal the second one,
Veer Singh the third one,
And Rathan Singh the last one.

Rathan Singh was soft
By nature and was left
In the palace to rule
And care the people.

Besides his love for Meera,
His devotion to Lord Krishna,
Kept his mind very peaceful,
And he remained ever cool.

He dug Dudha Saras, a lake
For all the people’s sake.
With its water daily bathed
The Deity Krishna, his Lord.

Meera, most of her time,
In prayers spent with him.
In the temple she stayed,
Always danced and prayed.

It so happened one day,
There marched on the way,
A pomp marriage procession,
With dancing men and women.

Meera asked, “Ma, what’s that?
She was curious to know it.
Her Mother replied, “It’s nothing
But a procession for wedding.”

“Ma, what’s a wedding? ”
“A girl and a boy marrying.”
“Ma, Whom I’ll marry? ”
“Krishna, you’ll marry.”

Just for fun her mother said
That she would marry the Lord.
But Meera took this seriously
And was after Krishna religiously.

There was a change in her outlook.
Krishna as her husband she took.
She danced before Krishna.
And sang always for Krishna.

Her songs became very popular.
All the devotees followed her.
They also sang with her.
Merrily they danced with her.

Comments about (103) (Meera) The Merta Town by Rajaram Ramachandran

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (6/22/2009 7:38:00 AM)

    Her songs became very popular.
    All the devotees followed her.
    They also sang with her.
    Merrily they danced with her.
    .....Meera inseprale part of Lord Krishna.... a legend tht will last when earth is nomore.... beautiful write...i like it

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  • (3/13/2009 5:23:00 AM)

    You paint a charming word picture of Meera singing her popular songs
    and dancing with her friends. It is a pity that her life could not have continued
    to be free of care. Excellent write, as always, my poet friend.

    Warm regards,


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 13, 2009

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