Rajendran Muthiah Poems

1.

' You're born to construct.
What you make, carve, sculpt and paint',
I'm born to destruct.
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O, You running clouds! Go to that farthest land
and heal her wounds with consoling words.
She cries and pleads to get free
from the care of hard core Fathers.
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291. Seeing the showy customs of the vile, rich,
self-conceited low-born, the heart burns
to the people with honour, like fire
in the forest which spreads and rages.
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Who? Who? Who are you? Tell me.
With passion and shine in eyes, you behold me.

I have lost my interest in life.
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Long live wherever you are!
Let peace spill out of your whole heart.
Knowledge lightens your children.
Scarcity flees from your home.
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Where have gone these Asian tigers and Anopheles?
As the westerly winds blocked the breeze from the sea,
Chennai is sweltering at 43 degree celcius.
A thousand have fallen to sunstroke in the nearby State.
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The waves were waltzing in the Dam
of Tungabadra, the vast sea to entice all eyes.
The people are fenced from touching the waves
as the yawning watery grave is lying in wait to devour,
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You crave for dating
to dig your grave.
With a brave heart,
you don't say, ‘No' to it.
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O, my early morning friend, the cuckoo
hiding behind the leaves and spraying music!
To my question, "why am I sleepless? "
it makes a long whistle as if saying,
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