chandra thiagarajan Poems
Gain In Pain
I fall a prey to great affliction,
Undergo sufferance with botheration.
Why should I undergo pain and fret?
Why should I twitching heartache get?
Why should I undergo this distress?
Why should I have this unhappiness?
I stumble to interpret and expound,
I am helpless to unravel and come around!
In God's wonderful and glorious creation,
There is nothing whatever without reason!
'Oh! God! Why have you thrown me over-board?
Oh! God! Why am I saddled with such a load? '
'Oh! Ye man, when life is trying and troublesome, ...
The sun is a ball of fire
Which we all wholly admire
It gives us heat and light
And is absent at night.
The sun is actually a star
It shines in the sky afar
In the centre of the solar system is it
The Earth and other planets around it orbit.