Looking Others For Alms For Living

Instead of being a self-disciplined person,

If a person, with a mean mentality
and low calibre in his earlier birth,
-with his power, muscle, money and men -
had embraced the shoulders of some others' wives
with ornamental marks painted large rounded breasts,

he is born in this birth neither man nor woman wholly,
losing the power and might, unable to unite with woman
looking others for alms for living and ridiculed by everybody!

(naalatiyaar poem No: 85)
This original tamil poem
was written during 7 th century:
I tried to translate this in such a way
that there should not be vulgarity in anyway!

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I Touched The Rainbow In The Sky!

I had a dream in a rainy day,
I was watching up the evening sky,
My mummy was standing by my side,
My daddy was lifting me so high,
Over the shoulder all the while!

My dream takes me up and up,
My mummy is accompanying me
towards the moon against the rain,
My elder brother too encourages me,
who is five years elder to me!

He also gives a helping hand,
The rainbow also bows its head,
He pushed me up with his might,
I was flying like a kite,
Now I can touch the rainbow!

I woke up from my dream,
I am, now, lying on my bed!

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They wait for the next day to dawn

Dark clouds assembled in the sky,
Peacocks enthused and happy,
The flow from waterfall makes shower noisy;

The crystal clear feathers of bees
Ringing with reverberating noises
Around the flowers in the bushy plants;

The shining early sun-rays fall on hills and lands
Make them green and enchanting everybody's minds
Recollecting their past happiest days;

The grazing cows and calves happily munching grasses
The men who controls the animals singing and chatting
Return to their shelter in the evening;

The animals chew and dream for the sunrise
The men ate supper, went to sleep peacefully,
Anxiously they wait for the next day to dawn.

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Give Up Smoking Tobacco

A traveller walks with crutches,
passing by me with one leg stretches,
Other leg amputated above the knee,
Enquired I, Why? How?

Said he, one toe became black,
Reduced blood circulation to the little toe
and circulation to adjacent toes
also getting cut;

The history is that he was a smoker
of Beedi - rolled tobacco leaves -
Smoking of Beedi leads to narrowing of blood vessels
supplying the toes, results in clotting of blood;

The toes get gangrenous,
tissue death extends towards the hip
necessitating in amputation
of toes to midthigh;

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Super Sweet Angel Fish

My dear grandchild
A girl of three plus, born in Reading
Lives with her sister, Madhumitha
Speaks Good British English
With good vocabulary;

She asks me frequently
What is time now?
My reply is 8 AM or 10 PM
She asks with a nasal twang
Do you say 'One hundred'...!

While I put a question to her,
She thinks and tells the answer.
To complete the sentence,
She tries to find the suitable word....
And... And... fits the suitable word;

Who studies in
Wellington Primary School, Hounslow

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O'.. There Comes My Fiancee!

All the teen boys playing in the street
Stop their play and suddenly turn into adult!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !

Even the swaying elderly men
Tries to steady them throwing the stick!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !

The ape which jumps tree to tree
Made its mind to sit on the wall watching!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !

Even the drivers of speedy vehicles stop
And look keenly at the sides of speed breaker!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !

All the teen age girls are disgusted,
And discouraged at their sight on the platform!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !

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Meka had a toy camera

Meka had a toy camera,
presented by her Mummy Manjula
for her birthday;

While she was viewing through it,
She could see a few animals in it;

She showed it to me with enthusiasm,
I saw it with hilarious amusement;

While I see inside for the first time,
I asked her like a quiz whether she can guess;

I am seeing an animal with four letters,
Can you tell me what I see here?

She said, 'Is it a squirrel?
No, squirrel has eight letters,
tell me the animal you see real;

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Experience Is God

I asked, ‘What comes with birth? '
Born and see, God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is said to be education? '
Study and see God ordered!

I asked, ‘What is knowledge? '
Know and see God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is kindness? '
Be kind and shower, God ordered!

I asked, ‘What is love? '
Share with others, God ordered!
I asked, ‘What pleasure do you get from wife? '
Marry and experience, God ordered!

I asked, ‘Who is child to you? '
Get a child for you, God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is old age? '
Become old and observe God ordered!

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Thames! Beautiful Thames!

Thames! Beautiful Thames!
Thames River arises at Gloucestershire,
flows thro' London, the capital of U.K;

Thames River is tidal in London
With a rise and fall of 7 meters,
The river is fed by more than 20 tributaries;

The Thames River which flows alongside
several other towns and cities -
Oxford, Reading, Henley-on-Thames,
Windsor, Kingston upon Thames and Richmond -
is beautiful;

Thames River has a total length of 215 mile,
River banks on either side are beautiful,
Pavement strolling stretch on either side
is beautiful;

Boats sailing in Thames river are beautiful,

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Freedom Is My Birth Right

I can't appreciate the beautiful
brunettes who pass along my paths,
I can't praise openly and boldly
You are beautiful and lovely;

I can't sleep under the shades of Margosa tree,
Along the long stretch of four way road, free
With my folded hands as support like a pillow
Like a common man and the country fellow;

I have no manly boldness
To pull the emergency chain with goodness,
While the commuters in the train
Speak of politics loudly in vain;

I had no guts and mood
To spit the salty food
Served to me in the house
Where I went to ask for cash;

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