Venkateswaran Krishnan Sreenivasan

Veteran Poet - 1,148 Points [Dharman] (JULY 14,1935 / ERNAKULAM, KERALA, INDIA)

Venkateswaran Krishnan Sreenivasan Poems

41. Ode To My Village 12/6/2013
42. Reunion In Prospect And Retrospect 12/7/2013
43. Gratitude 12/14/2013
44. Birthday Thoughts 12/15/2013
45. Recollections 12/17/2013
46. Reunion Musings 12/17/2013
47. Prayer For Today 12/18/2013
48. A Supplication 12/19/2013
49. In The Aftermath Of Freedom 12/26/2013
50. Treasons, Spoils And Strategems 12/26/2013
51. Wayside Heaps Of Ashes 12/28/2013
52. A Divided Nation 12/31/2013
53. An Emotional Outflow 1/9/2014
54. Human Cravings 1/17/2014
55. Earthly Attachment 1/24/2014
56. Introspection 2/4/2014
57. Gentle Visitations Of Noble Thoughts 2/18/2014
58. Sycophancy And Servility 2/22/2014
59. Seasonal Lamentation 4/6/2014
60. The Dwindling Prayer 4/19/2014
61. To Fall Sick 5/3/2014
62. Workaholic 5/10/2014
63. A Birthday Present 6/28/2014
64. Stray Dog Menace In India 8/25/2014
65. Quotes From My Pen 11/6/2014
66. The Dark World 7/10/2015
67. I Saw My Wraith 7/12/2015
68. The Art Of Living 9/6/2015
69. Rejuvenation 9/16/2015
70. Senile Woes 10/2/2015
71. Human Life A Riddle And An Enigma 10/15/2015
72. Miles To Go 11/4/2015
73. Self Lessons 11/4/2015
74. The Survival Instinct 11/14/2015
75. Healthy Exercise 12/12/2015
76. Hasten Slowly 2/4/2016
77. Ingrates 2/6/2016
78. My Memoirs 2/13/2016
79. My Tryst With Ibs 2/15/2016
80. Digging One's Own Grave 2/16/2016

Comments about Venkateswaran Krishnan Sreenivasan

There is no comment submitted by members..
Best Poem of Venkateswaran Krishnan Sreenivasan

Born To Die

Who said we are all born to die?
We are born to live and thrive
And to better this world, strive
By work and worship until we die

Look at the ills afflicting us
And try to improve the world around us
Learn the way from altruistic messiahs
Who toil all their life without fuss

Read the full of Born To Die

My Morning Alarum

The monsoon season heralds slow
With drumbeats and fireworks in the sky
Nature’s frightening celestial show
Hard for humans to predict and vie

The welcome weather glues me to my bed
And slackens my everyday spree for bread
But Mother Nature sends her messengers at dawn
To wake me up with her alarm at morn

[Report Error]