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Devarajan Raghunathan Poem
Those few hard percept's in thy memory
about me, I never forget
Some unproven thought on me
I never forget
Though familiar, I still never dislike you
Those friends of my past
have entertained you to throw
wrong judgements on me
But still, I never dislike you
Every word you express in
unfairly way on me
Nor you borrow from dishonest comrades
I never get ashamed off
And still never dislike you
I propose a true love.
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Devarajan Raghunathan Poem
We were in great pleasure, it deserves some praise
We play, we love in our early days
Those days were touching
And our hearts were filled nothing but joy
We use to color the neighbours wall
And show our painting skill
The very name we paint is
existing still
In classroom we studied nothing but mischiefs
We have launched many paper missiles
To our teachers head
We did mockery in absence of our teacher
Dance, sing, and play
And show our professionalism in mischief
Those pleasing joy excites other
Such a retrospect of our own delight
Such pleasure we will not obtain
Our innocent sweet simple years
Will not turn again
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Devarajan Raghunathan Poem
Peace, Please
Someone is fighting for democracy
Some one is fighting for bones and flesh
When will we see peace on earth
Not even written on the walls
Who is deciding, who’s to live and who’s to die ?
In despair we bow our head
There is no peace on earth, and need to repair
To hate strongly is very easy
To love, one needs a strong mind
The world is suffering from pain
Where all the flowers gone?
Only black roses blossom everywhere
And the bell always struck a wrong note.
No rifles can shoot roses
Only rafale and rivals rule the world
The world is suffering from pain
The wrong will fail if the right prevails
Let us listen to the words of wisdom
Let us listen to the lips of great spirit
God is alive always and not dead nor sleep
Let’s pray for the peace on earth
And end the vulture’s prey
Let’s end the thundering cannon
Bring the peace on earth, goodwill to men
The world is suffering from pain.
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Devarajan Raghunathan Poem
Relations we were
On all seasons, either spring or autumn
Assemble unanimously for all reasons
Like numerous birds in a single tree
We extend our feathers with glee
Our elders were pillars
Shadowed us from all sorrows
We never get tired
And spilled nothing but love
Increased the pressure on neighbors
Increased the degree of envy
We are bonded to each other
And exchanged all sorts
Our theories were monumental
And our relations were historical
We constructed like building blocks
Thick as our blood
And exhibited our blood relations
Exhibited our relations
Exhibited our affection
Deep rooted and no one can spew out
Generations change and the relations too
Rather than human touch
We are bonded by electronic touch
We satisfy ourselves with digital feelings
We can only hear, cannot see
We can only speak, cannot see
We can only read and reply, cannot share
We are addicted to keyboards and buttons
Other than that we cannot afford
Hitherto, the relations are tide
They fly, fly and no one to guide
Feelings shared under candlelights
Whips the mind and gears all days
The same now under the satellites
We never obey our mind
We oblige to wires
Live wires rules and surrounds our body
Than our nerves
We refrain our brain signals and refuse
We accept the signals of charged batteries
That burns and fuses.
We believe the mouse
Rather than our spouse
We unplug our relations
Screens and monitor thrills us
Ultimately we kill our brain
And put them behind the grills
Will this change nor continue
Will the touch and feelings come again?
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Devarajan Raghunathan Poem
An ample quantity of faith
I Preserve
A Sample of filtered love, please
To my reserve.
Almighty, I am a humble bee
Surrounding and singing you
I wish to be
A small ray is enough
For me to stay and shine.
For all the colour you shower
For your image of light
Constantly in my body and mind.
If not your light
I wish to see your shadow, at least.
Dark light
The air when you inhale is gifted.
It stays inside you always
Let me join you alike.
Convert me into thin air
And allow me to stay in
Almighty you reflected everywhere
In the mud and dust.
I am too liberal of my compliment
That really satisfied me
My worship, humour, conscientiousness
Continuing from my birth.
My comparisons were stoutly upward
I am not god or angel
After all I am a man.
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Devarajan Raghunathan Poem
LIFE RUN
I run, till my legs
Beg me to stop
I run, till my battered knees
And tired elbow begin to cry
I run, not for practicing marathon
Not for titles
Its life run, I run
Millions of miles already covered
Still haven’t breasted my tape
Still out of my vision
I run overtaking others
Blindly following my predecessors
I do not know where will I stop
Where the tape is tied
Where is my goal?
Where is my route?
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