Raj Arumugam


Raj Arumugam Poems

121. Being Here 12/21/2016
122. Big Shopping Day! 12/23/2012
123. Bird In The Bamboo Grove 2/5/2010
124. Birds And Fanatics 5/26/2009
125. Bite In The Poetry 4/26/2009
126. Body Parts, Diogenes 3/24/2012
127. Borders For Beauty 1/30/2017
128. Born A Child-Ghost 1/8/2012
129. Boy On Mount Fuji 2/15/2012
130. Boys, You Are Not To Look At Twinkle Girls... 9/17/2011
131. Bribing The Teacher 12/27/2012
132. Brilliant At Multi-Tasking 1/7/2012
133. Bring Ye Forth A Thousand Poems 4/21/2009
134. Broom Poem 4/8/2012
135. Building Bitter Futures 4/18/2009
136. Bungles Company And On-The-Ball Company 12/27/2012
137. But 5/2/2012
138. Butterfly Poems 3/29/2011
139. Butterfly Split 3/29/2011
140. Butterfly Time 3/27/2011
141. Butterfly: A Lesson In History 3/29/2011
142. By You Dear Sun 5/1/2010
143. C And J: Sillyverse 2 11/13/2016
144. Camellia, Branch And Bird 3/25/2010
145. Cardsharps 6/21/2011
146. Cat Faculty 7/29/2013
147. Cat Fame 7/29/2013
148. Cat Luck 7/29/2013
149. Cat Mum's Advice 7/29/2013
150. Cat Peace 6/5/2010
151. Cats In A Boat 7/29/2013
152. Cats, Turkeys And Naked Chicken 12/24/2008
153. Cawing Crows Are Constant Company 11/6/2008
154. Celebrations 4/2/2009
155. Chains Of Words 3/6/2012
156. Challenging One's Notion Of God 9/18/2011
157. Change 11/6/2008
158. Cheap People 7/6/2013
159. Children Of The Earth 2/17/2010
160. Children Of The Open Fields 9/12/2009
Best Poem of Raj Arumugam

2-Min Iq Test

this popup
jumps up on me
most unexpectedly
with a BOO! and a Hee! Hee! Hee!
(which is what, I guess,
popups do best)


you see,
all I’m doing is minding my own business
punching keys on my keyboard
(which is what idiots like me do best)
and this popup
shows up and says:
Hey bald and sexy –
point that mouse at me and click!
Come, let me show you how low
your IQ really is!



Oh, please - popup,
don’t pop up on me
cos I’ve got a weak heart
and I may just go POOOP!
like a bubble
just like that; ...

Read the full of 2-Min Iq Test

Quiet Man Drained

It is two a.m. and I wake to the cold
and the silence and the anonymous darkness.
The mind
I am not the thinker
moves from in between states to full awareness
and it grips at my pits so. What is this feeling?
What is this pain and emptiness? It churns the entrails
and takes waves to hit hard against the cave of the head
and the creature living inside has to take all the pain.

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