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Chennai To Me


Anna Salai formerly known as Mount Road is the most important arterial road in Chennai Tamil NaduIndia This 15-km stretch of road running diagonally across the city has become the hub of business for the city The British developed this road during the colonial era and they named it as Mount R

it is a city big and famous

has grown large  in many a way

its looks make me nervous

I happened to be there for days

the noise and bustle it makes

the din and dust it creates

the massiveness it fakes

the superiority it steers

kept me in awe for a time

gradually turned  to a feel of  nonchalant

the  city  behaved strangely all the time

the much ado  seen provokes a disenchantment

the distance between places  is in extremes

the commutation causes  a havoc  rather

the roads are unclean and crowded in the interim

none could move or progress either

a standstill operation  is largely felt

boasts of its cosmopolitan and modern outlook

well, it is outlandish  and  very ridiculously dealt

being a mixture of both tradition and modern  in look

it is neither this nor that in full

a clumsy city  is the more you decipher in and out

the city is   unwieldy and proportionately dull

beyond any nature of relaxation and enjoyment all throughout.

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Pavalamalli


A little flower
 white and orange in colour
 enthuses a fervor.
A little flower
 soft and dainty without a cover
fall in a shower.
A little flower
 Pavalamalli be her name all over
blossoms in a bower.
The little flower
 seasonal in her bloom as ever
enchants all whatsoever.
pavala malli.
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eleven grace mature. Poetry responsible

A Birthday Song


eleven year old boyTurning eleven  today
 an age of grace
 responsible in a way
playful in a trace
set your goals high
go with an impulse strong
as  your limit is the sky
mature like a beautiful song
rhythmic and melodious.
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Let Him Take Care.


waywardNot I expect rewards

not I want to hear praise

nor I wish to be admired

nor I like to be appreciated

I am nobody in this world

one who had seen many deceits

who had gone through many decamps

one who had been usurped squarely

being one of the sorts of the majority

require no brickbats or condemn

my actions speak for themselves

twists and distortions play a havoc

well, that is what I experience

from known and unexpected quarters

having helped many a person in their needs

be it an alliance for a wayward boy

be it a lift to a depressed man

owing to  the paucity of funds

I have been  referred wrongly

most unjustifiably by those who benefitted

I would wish them well in their endeavours

I have left them to the almighty.

Let Him take care of them.

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Manifestation Of Life.


manifestationsThe dawn and the dusk

the rise and the fall

the shine and the darkness

the brilliance and the dullness

the radiance and the indifference

all go to make the world

the one and the other

either prevails or disappears

a phenomenon of  nature

a manifestation of life.

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The Worried Mind.


worried mindThe worried mind

sees devils in the dark

while dogs bark.

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Depression dissolution Poetry repercussion solution.

An Obsession Turns A Celebration


DisneylandAn obsession it is

a depression it seems

a repercussion it brings

a dissolution it leads to

a  resolution is a need

a solution would come

with that a celebration.

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Actions genuine imagination Poetry Utopia

The Utopia


idealismit is heartening to note

the cordiality in  all

the  kindness in most

the sincerity in execution

the   integrity in the undertakes

the  genuineness in speech

an absolute contentment prevails

well, this is a Utopia, not real

the imagination gives birth

the ideals take care

the growth is envisaged

a demonstration is expected

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brilliance happen Poetry rampant.

She Is Dull


dullHer smile has left her forever

her face is in a quiver

see no brightness whatsoever

it is long and forlorn all over.

Why has she turned so dull?

her face was always full

brilliance was her strength in all

now she draws a null.

Wonder, what has happened?

could it be a mishappen?

that has dampened

know not what is rampant.

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coins. notes Poetry remebrance

A Joyful Remembrance


Searching for coins

while the mendicant holds the bowl

nothing to give.

Could have given

the notes instead of coins

the mind refuses.

Notes or coins

whatever it could be most

a joyful remembrance.

I have denied

both the notes and coins

be an  evil person.