Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Oh King of Spring.

Oh, king of spring !
I'm that fragrant flower,
carrying sweet nectar.
My whole body your 
happy nation for ever.
Have you come to rain
and quench my thirst ?
Oh, my Angel !
Your soft feet,
they are white cotton clouds !
They turned like red sky,
when you descended 
and walked on earth !
Oh, my darling !
It is  lie, utter lie to say
the heaven is in sky.
All time and in every way,
you are the happy heaven 
and only mine.
The flowers adorning you forming
the colorful rainbow.
Oh, my dear !
It is time
to light the divine lamps 
in the temple of Lord;
And to recite 
the lovely sweet melodies.
Strong wave of thirst for ever,
and non-quenchable  burning fire 
all over my body.
Oh, white clouds!
Come, quickly come,
and sprinkle the nectar 
on the needy petals.
It is milky bath
in his towering temple,
to the Lord of  Love.
*****




Anangu kol, Aay Mayil kollo, Kananguzhai
Madhar kol : malum en nenju.
- Thirukural : 1081
=
Is she the exotic Angel from heaven,
or the Beautiful dancing peacock,
or the woman on earth in human form 
with dense cloudy hair-locks ?
- illusion in my desirous heart ! 
*

Friday, February 14, 2014

Lovely Jujubees.

செத்தா, வீரபற்றுடன், 
உக்கிர  சண்டை களத்திலே;
இல்லை, அழகி அவள் 
அன்பு  மடியிலே, காதல் களத்திலே .
=*= 
If at all to die,
Wish a patriotic valiant death,
In a fierce battle field;
Or, 
In her warm lap,
The exotic beauty with love she is,
 The perfect passionate love field
*
With her,
Joy drive to nearby 
Archaeological marvel 
at Mahabalipuram from Chennai,
Powerful two wheeler,
Sunday morning, road clear,
High flying speed.

Casuarina and Cashew groves,
En route on the road side
Fast disappearing;
She was on the pillion,
Happily giggling,
Holding me and tightly gripping.
Lovely jujubees 
On the golden pears
Pricking like spears, 
Acupuncture ? know not.
But pleasure with hi-Q treat,
And massaging the back,
And sensuously reaching my heart.

Her tight grip and hot hold 
Forming the erotic stimulant,
Made me to take diversion
To the mango grove
Near the roaring sea.

As the cuckoo was reciting 
From above the mango tree,
She was sitting there ,
And I was lying on her lap free;
Dangling nearby,
Ripe mangoes  with silky cover,
But her red sweet strawberry lips 
Taking the lead and inviting, "oh my dear".
Searching the landscape
Lonely, 
We boldly forgetting our self, 
 And finding the path
 To heaven on earth.
Happiness bubbling, 
 Ecstasy foaming,
And Resonance peaking,
Butterfly gathered honey 
From the fragrant flower ,
And in turn gifted  
The pollen blissfully, as ever !
Marvelous Mahabalipuram,
Yes, Golden statue,
Live painting,
Melodious Raga,
Dancing Apsara,
The Angel with me, 
what else !? 
The high tide 
Rising and sprinkling the blessings !
And embracing the shy low tide
In its love fold and overflow
Long on their sea shore ride !

Within my tight protective arm,
 She was playing the joy game,
And with the waves enjoying, 
As belonging matching our longing !
Shy watching cuckoo, her wings flapping,  
 In search of her mate, happily flying.
*****
Love 
in any form or norm,
quality and quantity,
is the bliss leading to heaven,
and fulfilling the purpose of life
*
HAPPY VALENTINE DAY

Sunday, January 26, 2014

R-Day-65.

 It is part of the document of our property,
to safeguard the territorial integrity.
 Voluminous Guide to
Individual Liberty, 
and Collective Responsibility.
Outcome of Indian Legal Ingenuity.
Frame work of Governance 
With States and Federal nuances.

Common to all
Hindu, Muslim, Sikh or Christianity,
Having faith in Holy Books,
Gita, Quran or Bible.
Amenable,
So far Amendments ninety eight.
Binding formula between
Judiciary, Legislature and Executive.
It is individual fundamental rights all in all,
And the nation over all.

But, the extra-constitutional, 
how they find the loop hole,
to punish a young innocent tribal girl, 
for her love, issue inhuman gang rape call ?
Live, let live
Love, let love
Let them speak heart  to heart,
Remain jubilant, not to part.
Construct the nation,
And make it a place like heaven.
Tears for the sacrifices, as the eyes clog,
Raise my head to salute the Flag.
Jai Hind.
*****

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Flower of All seasons.

When she was with me, 
All the seasons were the same, Pleasant.
Without her, 
All the seasons are again the same, but sorrow. 
*

The day in hot summer :
'Aha, what the heat!', people murmur,
Sweating with loads on their heads, as they walk,
Resting under the shady trees and talk.
Nature-fan to cool blew the wind,
Of course, she is always kind.


Thirsty they were,
Long for water more.
From high in the sky, the sun was scorching,
But cool in blue, I was marching,
With all smiles and in happy mood,
Yes, she was with me, sure you understood.

*
Friend, did you see the beauty of the night in winter?
Full moon in the sky at the center,
With silvery light on the earth it was painting,
And the twinkling stars at far, no counting.
Piercing chill wind flowing,
And the fire in the middle glowing,



The gypsies around it were warming,
Singing and dancing as the trumpet blowing.
Standing nearby, I was dreaming,
With extreme joy beaming.
Correct in your guess,
Close to me she was, yes.
Did you hear her shy and sweet giggle,
Or was it the music of holy bells jingle.

*
Spring is the season:
Happiness is the reason,
To the people in festivity merrily eating,
Joyfully drinking and rhythmically dancing.
The song playing is a melody,
To forget their past sufferings a remedy.

Moving and flashing of the light,
An harmonious and beautiful sight.
Sitting away in a corner, over my past I brood
with melancholy and in pensive mood.
Friend, I am alone and you know my grief,
As you say the spell may be brief.
*****

Thiruvalluvar Day:
ududhal kamathirku inbam atharkinbam 
kudi muyanka perin
 -Thiruvalluvar    
To sulk is the pleasure in love, but more joy 
in union and lover's passionate hug that you enjoy  
*
                                    

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Suitable Boy.

CE 20: Indian Cryogenic Engine
With high thrust to carry heavy Satellites
Conceived, twenty years back,
Aborted, now and then,
Troublesome, termed as naughty boy,
Tamed, nice boy,
Characterized, a suitable boy
to take her high in the sky
and park in the allotted orbital slot 
With joy say, cry..oh... genic !
Yes, CE 20, Indian Cryogenic Engine.

what a success !
success to the hard work,
ingenuity and intelligence !
Proud Indians joining 
the elite cryogenic club.
A mile stone !
The solar panel of the satellite 
Turning towards the sun
thanking the God,
Praying for its own long life
to serve the nation,
And wishing all
Happy Pongal !
*****

Saturday, January 11, 2014

A Prince or Princess ?

Priyanka
One of the Top 15 most beautiful 
women in India, Congratulations.
What a coincidence, striking
resemblance with Priyadarshni !

Priyanka recently surfaced 
on the political stage !
Is she the Prime Ministerial candidate ?
No, no... uttering the words
but nodding the head.
Confusing. 

Guardian governance shortly
coming to an end,
and the heirs attaining the maturity,
the question now is who will lead:
The prince or the Princess ?

As always, I will vote for the Princess !
You are openly declaring ,
voting to be secret.
All are now doing that.
Appears ballet should be secret,
 not the ballot.

A trump card with glare,
win the game and declare !
Indra Priyadarshini
*****

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Happy 2014 with love.


Along with Mr.2K, Ms.Thirteen 
was on stage and just left,
after reciting melodies year long ,
with her pain and pleasure gifts.

Now Ms.Fourteen has come 
 with him on stage to sing and dance.
Wish it will be show of joy and happiness
all along with love and romance.

Love is providing 
heavenly place in heart,
where the beloved lives  
evergreen in thoughts.
A dialogue relevant:
She: what is that all day you are meddling with
the old keyboard ?
He: now I have modified it to play many
musical instruments !
She: let us see whether you can play
for my singing.

She sings and he recites the instrument.
Rhyme, rhythm and beats meet and synchronize,
astonishingly, she erupts like volcano
and rains with thunder and lightning.
Limbic resonance within her ! 
Frozen Niagara melts, falls and overflows.

HAPPY NEW YEAR:2014.
WISH:YOU ATTAIN ALL THAT YOU WISH.
*****