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Dr C Muralidara Kannan Poem
Dear Ronny
What a Divine being you are !
You gallop in all your fours
the moment I call thy name.
At times, even my very look
fetches fast your benign presence.
You wag your tail ?
Flap your fan-like ears ?
Sitting by my doorstep rail
you wean out all my fears
and gently bark...you smile ?
Busy dad running after money
Self-gearing mom with her
Hectic hitches at her women’s wing
Brother, too little to talk to.
Friends stuck to mobile phones.
Tried to communicate grand-dad
Listless he had become, grew impatient
My approaches right or wrong, I was glad
I kept indoors like an eternal in-patient
for, none tried to understand.
Even tried God , Him I trust.
Threw silent prayers...again prayers
They say – a prayer is thanks giving.
It must be a supplication
Never turn it an application
Carrying worries to Him ? –my inner voice
No...Let it go. He destined it so.
Then, I turned my head to you, my next choice
The best choice, Ronny, raise thy brow ?
Doggy, you alone can bring me poise.
Now, I am pouring out my worries
Into thy reticently receptive rectangular head
Like the main channel of a overflowing reservoir
Forcefully falling into focused fathom
You wag your tail? Is it tail ? Or head ?
When an understanding soul is there
We continue riding in one-way
I tend to continue in that vein
Hey, Ronny, What’s that? Tears in thy eyes ?
There...I got my living god.
Composed by Muralidara Kannan
Copyright © Dr C Muralidara Kannan | Year Posted 2013
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Dr C Muralidara Kannan Poem
REVERIE
I am at sea
That’s inevitable at the moment
Sitting on a bench
Alone, alone, all alone
I hardly know the place
A park it would be
I ponder over this make-believe world
Yonder comes a grey-headed
Old fellow, shivering
He, I think is a genius
In that province of profound silence
He says a few words to me
In a slow but steady voice,
“All the world is a stage
And thou art an actor”.
Anon disappears my confusion
But those words are striking often
And my mother wakes me up
Standing beside my bed
It’s nothing but a reverie.
Composed by C Muralidara Kannan
Copyright © Dr C Muralidara Kannan | Year Posted 2013
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