Rajendran Muthiah Poems

The Christians convert us giving buns.
The Jigadhis steal our boys toting guns.
God has no religion
or love to any region.
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Pandemonium broke out in the country
when the guest workers agitated for
buses and trains to go back home.
The angst-ridden youths shouted
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When I walk on the road the sun becomes hot.
If I go to a theater, they display 'Houseful'.
If I enter a hotel, to take lunch,
I see the board, 'Meals exhausted'.when I
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The bees go far and near
and hide into the flowers new sans fear
but after surfeiting, gear themselves
to come back home as the bonds
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He blanched at the words she said when they met last.
With pride, spleen and hate, she goes off the heaven.
These flaws in a boffin make him look aghast
and he blandly smiles as for no cause they're riven.
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In our heart there is the spirit of love!
You sparked and in all its glory made it glow.
Your smiles and looks are the fuel to wow
and move the emotions in me to flow.
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Your sweet smiles betokened your love on me
and were the cause of the eloquence of my head.
Being an ardent admirer of your beauty
Your looks of contrition smoothed the harsh words said
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Either you must have been forbidden to receive
messages from me or you would have hated
to see my words as you have not yet confessed
your love to me. Like the falls in hills
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O my estranged deer! In Covid's cruel rule
the leaders, doctors andcops are scared
and they hide their headsbefore the virus, cool.
To touch and bury its preys, they never dared.
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The Covid stared at the Solar eclipse
but not affected with solar retinopathy
an intense blindness that would have checked
spike in infections and communnal spread.
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