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Best Poems From
MAILRANGAM VISVANATHAN VENKATARAMAN
(28/08/1959)
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Mission Must Be Innovation
Putting for ambitions foolish ceilings
Amounts to killing constructive feelings
If reaching the Sun is our golden aim
A place in Moon we can surely claim
Great men in their respective fields
Initially gained totally no yields
But they continued their pursuit
And their confidence did not dilute
James Watt could rightly imagine
Which brought to the World steam-engine
Wright brothers conceived the right plans
That ended in the birth of aeroplanes
Such persons are the real architects
Through whom the Almighty constructs
A super World that is ultra-modern
But in preserving Nature, He is stern
Such persons are by Nature gifted
By them the World gets uplifted
Their actions reflect in pleasantries
For which we are the sole beneficiaries
In creations their minds were submerged
To them forever the World is obliged
They were the torch-bearers of civilization
Giving lessons in brains optimum utilization
All the present comforts and luxuries
Which the World now proudly carries
Were brought under misery and poverty
To benefit the entire humanity
Having a very high spirit
Is in itself a great merit
Such a spirit is essential
To make our dreams real
So let not brains badly starve
Something useful let them carve
Let every brain contribute its mite
Before undergoing inevitable respite
May be, God is to some extent partial
As He puts in some brains special initial
Let us pray to come under that category
Let His grace supplement our industry.
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Moderation Stops Botheration
How to exercise perfect moderation?
This question needs due deliberation
Just because we enjoy fine liberation
Indulge not please in over-celebration
Bring in life proper moral restriction
And give mind strong construction
Body must follow minds instruction
Moderation is the best prescription
Napoleon was very over-enthusiastic
Hitler was hypo critic and jingoistic
Idiameen was foolishly idiotic
A greedy mind is always chaotic
In life be a reasonable critic
Mind must regain like elastic
Learn flexibility from plastic
Love will do every fine trick
In life never be too rigid
As stand will become invalid
Moderate approach is splendid
Men lost because they overdid
Be cautious in being candid
Remember, tongues often skid
Over action spoils even a kid
Moderation is the best bid
People who are too venomous
Exploit those who are magnanimous
God that is why remains anonymous
His power continues to be enormous
If Nature shows her real prowess
It will stop the Worlds progress
God alone must help redress
And save the World from distress
Too much causes only severe damage
So, skillfully, life one must manage
If is available Gods loving patronage
In life no harm in being only average
Despite injustice must one control ones rage?
Then will end evils at last at what stage?
For helping God only demands no wage
Against evils, a war, God does really wage.
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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My Brain Computer Carries Limited Matter
Computer is to me a great mystery
I have never gained over it mastery
All sites give many instructions
But, I am unable to take actions
Technical jargon they wisely use
My mind, jargon does confuse
In a way I am severely bewildered
Let my ignorance be considered
Really I feel like in a dense forest
Towards computer I have interest
But, my mental capacity is limited
To learn, my brain is not permitted
As result of my sheer ignorance
I could not learn any wise lessons
How to make now proper rectification?
Is there any way doing simplification?
I love to participate in competition
But, will anyone take for me tuition?
Ignorance is not bliss, but real hell
My inability to all I very sadly tell.
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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My Observation For Peace Preservation
Neither hurt nor praise
Do your duty my dear
Be nice and also wise
To prevent the birth of tear
When success comes to surprise
Exhibit only controlled cheer
Be ready to boldly sacrifice
Without showing any fear
Problems may in life arise
Worries make them not disappear
Wins that soul that honestly tries
With a mind that is crystal clear
Loses that soul that pitifully cries
As cries pollute mind's atmosphere
Prayer is a price bringing God here.
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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