Old age wishes to mellow godly
So our servant-cum-sentry god sent
We utter Ramkrishna, Ramkrishna...
As slow as God's yes
Through the solar, lunar years his yes
Adamant illiteracy overwhelming..
To read, write even to remember a phone call
Heedless even to remember the visitors..
Challenged my husband for a Kaalidasa
With a 'slate'Ramkrishna to a teacher
'Ah', 'aah'alphabets in three days be learnt
Poor my hubby but forgot thirty days 'Bhaasha'
Off thirty days detained herself the teacher
A good soul but my hubby opines
I can not but disclose RK's shopping menace
A good 'watch man'but my hubby says
I can not but disclose RK's dining-table menace
In our absence polished with coconut oil
Yet true
The village deity VeeraKaruppan
Watchful on our house in our absence
RK is god-sent, godly honest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem