Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

Gold Star - 39,889 Points (June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

The Dust Of The Planet - Poem by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

I didn’t time birth;
I couldn’t time my death.
So not in hand is my growth.
Am I not a puppet,
The dust of the planet?
30.07.2007


Comments about The Dust Of The Planet by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

  • (1/11/2009 12:24:00 AM)

    He sees me similarly, like i see the baby in my lap, we cry for food...he grows forests, we cry for water he pours rains, directs rivers, we cry in darkness he sends the sun.....he takes care of us like his child! I see him as a father....puppeteer? ? ? ? (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 10, 2009



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