Zero and one
It's either fear or loyalty
None or all
Unless you don't smell
You should be able to spell
Forget probability
There isn't a chance of half
All have got to take it a turn
Take it or leave it
Everyone is good living for one
Those who fake it
Never come with a gain
They all end up with sparkling vain
For the cruels
Are the easy scary dwells
And of those that are kind
Each got a peaceful mind
But while the enemy of my enemy
Has become my friend
And who is that?
God
Am gonna cope with the irony of life
Which per chance cum treats of genuine love
Like a seeming old imaginary bold story
Life is binary!
Love in a mutiny
It was the May of 1857
There was a great clash in the north
Here two souls were loving each
by forgetting everything around them
He was Vadivel a soldier and
She was Muthammai in a teen of beauty
They were the lovable souls of their village
which was near to Historical fort of Vellore
Perumugai was their village
Which made Vadivel as a brave and strong
Their love made that village as beauty but
fate smiled loudly there as a villain
Clarins was the commander of Vadivel
wanted to exclude him from Muthamma
H e sent him to a remote from her as his orfer
to get rid off from his nearness
On the same night by eleven
He went and raped that beauty
She felt ashamed and got her peace in death
Vadivel retuned from his task and
heard that thunder shock news
To take a revenge on Clarins
He shot his commander at the same fort and
smashed that cruels face and body
In the place of her death
He stabbed himself to die
Both souls were traveling in the air
to say their love in the world
It may be the first spark
to the graet Historical Vellore Sipoy mutiny
Still their grave yards are there
as a silent evidence of their love
Lullaby of my native mother
Aahraro Aahraro My dear son
You are born to rule this land
with love and everlasting peace
Aahraro Aahraro My dear love
sleep my son by closing your floral eye lids
to work for this land and to your people
Aahraro Aahraro My Sweet honey
Talk my son to write many new epics
for enriching your mother tongue
Aahraro Aahraro My beloved soul
play my son with lions and tigers
to fight with the cruels and devils
for establishing the empire of peace
Aahraro Aahraro My rising sun
wake up my son from this bed of poverty
to pave the way to our prosperity
Aahraro Aahraro My sweet memories
work for peace of this world
to raise this world as heaven
Aahraro Aahraro My dream product
work in the fields as much as possible to you
to eradicate hungry from this world
Aahraro Aahraro now you sleep my son
to realize all these in your life
Now You Sleep my son as a sleeping Ocean
[Aahraro Is a word Used by our native mothers to make their children to sleep]
All The Best in 2009
Conquer this Fort
from the selfish worms
Rule this land with mercy and
shower love as rain on us
Ruin the roots of terrorism and
pave the way to happy and glee
Save our race from the cruels
Redeem their heritage from their tears
Save Her from the hands of swindlers
make Her flag to fly with pride
You can and you only can
Change this dirty trend
to a clear way of progress
My dear mother
Conquer our grieves and hunger
Spread your glory in your new rule
This poem has been dedicated to my beloved Leader
Mother Dr J.Jayalalitha
A I A D M K
Chennai Tamilnadu India
Going Behind A Carrot
A carrot before us
as money house and car.
We go behind it
on the lust on all to have
We loose our days and months
and our health and youth by that carrot
Our sense and wisdom go behind the seller
to have a bit of carrot to have
It is sweet to that second or minute
but so bitter to peace
We may sell devils to cruels
that may ruin many lives in this earth
We may live in luxuries and comforts
we will have to repay for all
Forget that carrot and forget that devil
Think your soul and other souls as you
There is the way and there is the gate
to enjoy a limitless glee and peace
SAKTHI S RAVICHANDRAN
Beware he is comming
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In every action of cruels and
in every thoughts of devils
He is nearing us to swallow .
In every second of this world
in every day and night
He is comming to trap the nobles
In every bit of anger and
in every drop of violence
he is rushing to destroy "His" empire
In every violations and misleads and
in every irregular actions
he is spreding his net to arrest our lives
Beware! and call your guide
to resist from his disasters.to your soul
sakthiravichnadran
He will come
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He will come to this earth
to save everyone from this earth
None can do evils forever and
none will be suffer forever
Everything has it’s limit and
everything will have to reply to Him
He may come as a man or as an ass
His figure and shape will never be told
He will come to rescue everyone and
His arrival will definitely punish the cruels
His words are echoing ina ll things of this universe
I will come
When charity goes to ruin and
when devils are torturing the nobles
I will come to this earth.
SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN
Will The God Answer To Me?
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God plays only with man
to show his power on our weaker souls
His plays are unlimited in this earth
cause many innocent souls believe him as a rescuer
May a human soul tries to be good in it's span
In the name of tests
He will squeeze the souls to come out from it's way
Though a man lives in a restricted circle
H e will tease in all aspects as his play
There are many supporting explanations to His acts
But none for us to save from evils and pains
Good souls never get peace in their span
only a few arrogants and devils had in the past
Cruels and sinners are blessed and
They create heaven in this earth.
Holy and pure will suffer with pains and
lost their lives in a cruel way
What for all these? and
to whom for all these?
When good will have peace and life
Will the God answer to me?
SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN AN INDIAN ENGLISH POET
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