Rajaram Ramachandran Poems

Just as gold, heated in fire,
Became pure and fair,
Chandramathi became pure
With her appearance fair.
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Mother Aryambal desired
That Sankara be married,
But the purpose of his birth
Was to establish the Truth.
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A Thought
Leads to,
A Desire.
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Oh Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ,
Tell me, where to start first
Centuries past your old story
Of your everlasting glory!
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During her health recuperation,
Calls from the Merciful Heaven,
Besides several divine visions
Came to her, one by one.
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Rana recollected the past,
And a few events last,
When he always yielded
To Meera’s every demand.
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Tastes differ, Views differ,
Voices differ, Features differ,
Persons differ, Thumb prints differ.
Races differ, Castes differ,
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Buddha saw one day,
A shepherd on the way,
Chasing goats and sheep,
All in one pack to keep.
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Oh! What a wonderful world it is!
One man finds not for his child milk,
The other one roams about in his satin and silk.
That one is the result of poverty,
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I'm a broken, dropout, driftwood.
For any use, I feel, I'm no good.
I was, once, part of my mother-tree,
But I'm a fallen branch, now born free.
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