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Rama Muthukrishnan Poems
Pray don't find fault
Pray don't find fault with the man who limps or stumbles along the road, unless you have worn the shoes he wears or struggled beneath his load.
To My dear MOTHER.
AN Ode to My Mother Days of uneaten food, unclosed eyelid, Months that weighed heavily your mid, Hours you spent labouring for breath,
Hours of insult and humiliation, Days of repression and muted slavery, Years of ignorance and illiteracy, Decades of endless sufferings endured
Thoughts have great power.
Thoughts are like seeds you plant in your mind. The more you hold onto a particular thought, the more power you invest in it. Positive thoughts give us energy and strength. Negative thoughts rob us of power and make us feel tired and strained.
Days filled with care free chatter; Innocent laughter, harmless banter Castles made of sand and clay, Golden evenings of fun and play,
Love the tribute
Child woman, cocooned in mother's lap: In a rustic village, far away from city's trap. Naïve, simple, like a stone Uncut, unpolished, she never shone.
The celestial union of sun and sea The skies delighted in joyous glee Dark, pregnant clouds graceful in their float The raven beauty, her beauty may a poets wrote,
LEARN A LESSON
Don’t fell me, O, man! ! Learn a lesson. I had my life in a seed
Let me be…
A kite Colourful and Flying high in the sky
If Love is ……….
If Love is the core of our being The seeds of hatred, who did the sowing?
The Music of Silence
I strut with pride, “ I am so accomplished” I talk in arrogant tone “ Can you measure up to me? ”
Railroads and freeways Sky routes and waterways. Where did the journey begin?
Price of Success
A milky white bird in graceful flight He knows no enemies, nor in fright Soaring up in the air so high With silver oar across the sky.
'What do you want, my child? He asked, Compassion and Benevolence being His nature.
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Pray don't find fault
Pray don't find fault with the man who limps
or stumbles along the road,
unless you have worn the shoes he wears
or struggled beneath his load.
There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt,
though hidden away from view,
or the burden he bears, placed on your back
might cause you to stumble too.
Don't sneer at the man who's down today
unless you have felt the blow
that caused his fall or felt the shame
that only the fallen know.
You may be strong, but still the blows
that were his if dealt to you,
in the selfsame way, at the selfsame time,