My non Tamizh knowing North Indian friends, when they came to know that I have written poems in Thamizh, wanted me to translate them into English for wider readership. I bowed down to their request and translated my Tamizh poem on YOGA into English. They liked it very much. I thought I will share the…

  From the skies above, it suddenly came down as a rock And with a thud its tender neck broke Before the double headed Eagle with his deadly beaks Cast in steel of brutality Could claim it and smother it and mince it To smithereens, Like that deadly grenade hurled from nowhere to the child…

In the heart of Mother India, steel tracks pave the way,A lifeline connecting souls, where travellers find their stay.Indian Railways, a nation’s pride, a journey rich and grand,A tapestry of stories woven through the vast and diverse land. From the bustling stations to the rhythmic choo-choo,A symphony of motion, a kaleidoscope of view.The whistle blows,…

He will not stop He will not require, He will not say no, He will decide about his desires.   The problems are galore, They come often and they go, They persist if you persist worrying, Otherwise like air, they evaporate and do not bother you anymore.   Learning from birth, Learning never stops, If…

In the realm of words, where thoughts take flight, A symphony of language, pure and bright. Poetry,                                  the art of condensed grace, Capturing                    life’s hues in a tight embrace. Complex                             tales in concise               attire, Pithy verses                        that spark                     the fire. A balm for                          wounds, a soothing song, In the heart’s garden, where emotions throng. Expressions                      …

BACK BONE OF INDIA Chug-chug, railway’s rhythmic song, Jug-jug, journey, swift and long. Oh, Indian Railways, we sing your praise, You connect                 our land in myriad ways. Every nook and            corner, you reach with grace, Uniting our                   country’s vast                space. Your massive               system, a marvel to see, Our nation’s NERVE CENTER, proud and free. Thirty…

In the dawn’s first light, WhatsApp awakes, Eyes on screens, as morning                         breaks. Coffee in hand,                   but attention              astray, In WhatsApp’s                   stage, conversations play. Groups galore, controversies                   unfold, Forwards                                                  cascade, stories retold. Black and white photos, memories shared, In WhatsApp’s world, connections are paired. Lonely hearts                       find solace in “Whatsappji,” The “Emoji”s                       dance in digital                     …

In Chennai’s heart, a cyclone’s rage, Nature’s fury on history’s page. Mankind’s errors, a heavy toll, Flood waters that drowned us all. Reduce burning fossil fuel, First step for nature’s survival. Ponds and lakes, a disappearing grace, Restore them now and create the space. Desilt the waters, let them flow, An urgent call, we all…

Shakespeare inadvertently struck his head on his bookshelf One day Consumed in his profound thoughts, And huge anger at his neighbour’s wife Who had plucked flowers from his garden That he had saved for Ophelia, His secret girlfriend, His wife hardly had the wind of, And conjured Hamlet In his Elsinore castle Taking cudgels In…

  PONGAL In Tamil Nadu’s heart, a festival so bright,  PONGAL, the harvest,a joyous delight. BHOGI starts the grand affair, Cleaning and painting, a joyful share. Unwanted things, we bid goodbye, As homes adorn a new, fresh dye. THAI PONGAL, the next in line, Rice boils over, a prosperity sign. Fresh harvest thanks to the…