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Poems By Poet Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman  7/25/2016 7:37:32 PM
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Ode To Mr. Alfred Bernard Nobel (Swedish Academy)

O- Alfred Bernard Nobel- My dearest inventor
For Himalayan progress, you were the mentor
Into man's mind if evil ideas very easily enter
Let not guilty conscience chase you like a hunter

Before your honorable cemetery
I stand not to indulge in flattery
Nobel Prize is not a lucky lottery
But a torch using prize as a battery

You proved your brain's might
By the invention of Dynamite
You toiled hard day and night
And, at last, won your foresight

T A Edison might have commented
That To kill nothing I invented'
If he lives now he would have repented
Regarding his inventions, he would have resented

Motion picture shows sheer sex cum violence
Destroying minds by erasing innocence
Because of artificial light's presence
Man shows to Sun God no reverence

Phone, plane, T V, Radio or Car
Might have made the inventor a star
They also do create in mind scar
Among creatures, takes place a natural war

To invent, an inventor carefully muses
Man uses, misuses and abuses
He offers through words excuses
The inventor's heart, his conscience accuses

Man indulges in total destruction
He violates every peaceful instruction
Nobel's Dynamite helps in useful construction
I tell this to his soul with the deepest affection

Mountains can be tunneled by Dynamite
Well can be dug bringing water to sight
O- Alfred- You had what an insight!
To sleep peacefully, to you, I lovingly write

Think of the position of God of death
Every second He kills beings in this Earth
He does His duty with or without mirth
Through labor pains alone takes place birth

To every one, thoughts will surely bud
Some are noble and some are crooked
All are in search of daily bread
All will be laid in death-bed

O- Alfred- Please shed no tears
My heart, your agonies pierce
I whisper softly in your ears
That you only bring to humanity cheers

My feelings, I cannot just like that hide
I do not commit an act of suicide
Because, one day, you may get me pride
Using hopeful thoughts, I faithfully ride

Your fortune is basically instrumental
In eradicating things that are detrimental
To humanity whose welfare is fundamental
I beg you not to be sadly sentimental

None escapes in a plane-crash
Thousands die if two trains dash
Over Mother Earth takes place clash
All are seriously going after cash

Using telephones, villains threaten
Parents' minds, cinemas frighten
Radios and T Vs advertise for a charlatan
In motor races, by death many are beaten

I want to heal and console
Your pure, but injured soul
In life you remained sole
The World still remembers your role

Only your name still lingers
Only for you write many fingers
You hate only those power-mongers
They can't escape Death God's angers

Sleep, peacefully sleep
My prayer for you is deep
Nobel Prize I may not reap
I will keep guts so as not to weep

Many geniuses are yearly honored
By hard-workers, glory is cornered
Your will's each and every word
Is throughout the World heard

This poem is to you only by me dedicated
The words are by my conscience dictated
World's miseries are by you only eradicated
To you, in Heaven, let my words be communicated

Great geniuses are compared
And Nobel Prize is declared
Noble ideas are seriously prepared
Holes in the World are repaired

On your birthday, decisions are taken
Ignorance of the World is broken
Sleeping World, your gifts awaken
You are not at all by anyone mistaken

On your last day, prizes are given
They number one less than seven
To attain it, stalwarts are driven
You bless them with God from Heaven

Thank your dear, for your nobility
I also thank you for your ability
You are caring World's stability
By identifying souls' capability.
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman



Will Future Torture Or Enrapture?

Future is unknown
Nothing about it is shown
And so future we do not own
So confusion has grown

Now we may plan
But, God may ban
We may think we can
But God is superior to man

We can never predict
As fate will contradict
Through a different verdict
But, God, we cannot indict

Future is a guarded secret
Which may give a regret
Or success we may get
None can know it, I bet

For future if we carefully save
We will not be poverty's slave
We will not maroon in worry-wave
We can in life very boldly behave

If our plans have loopholes
We will have dolorous souls
Will be perforated our goals
Our losses, the World condoles

Plans can be for future made
With the hope of getting shade
All our duties we must not evade
Real grit must be by us displayed

Future is surely an uncertainty
It may give calamity or equanimity
Hoping has got an excellent utility
Future is safe via a sterling quality

Future will become excellent
If using of present is intelligent
Better to be in life boldly nonchalant
Calmly waiting is in itself a fine talent

As a secret let future remain
Let us postpone our pain
If it becomes a gain
We will feel immensely fine
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman



Agony During Train Journey

While traveling in train
I notice lot of misery
It gives to heart pain
By causing real worry

No face is promising
As all are in a hurry
True cheer is missing
Ignorance all carry

College boys shouting
Girls happily clapping
I am with fear doubting
Whether fate is trapping?

Beggar’s voice is heard
In heart sets gloom
Begging words delivered
Expressing their doom

They sing a song
Or quote their dismay
They are not wrong
As life they must play

Poor people fight
To take their seats
They get delight
If empty seat greets

Poverty is fully visible
Almost all are weak
The sight is horrible
All incessantly speak

Someone will cough
And someone will spit
Many will laugh
Creating a low spirit

Almost all will embrace
Each other with no love
Every day this takes place
All manage somehow

Service of Indian Railways
Is no doubt above-par
But very bad are Indian ways
This gives to heart scar.
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman



Bad Habits Bring Demerits

If you possess a very bad habit
You must leave it either bit by bit
Or all of a sudden in one stroke
So that it can never at all provoke

In case gradual leaving is followed
Temptation must not be allowed
Feeling to enjoy makes one repeat
So, in our oath, one will face defeat

If the habit is in all the ways injurious
And its continuing makes life serious
Without second thought, leave it please
As it will destroy your whole peace

Any kind of wastage if the habit brings
You must firmly cut all of its wings
We must never have a second-thought
As the habit will make us suffer a lot

Your thoughts must be highly shrewd
Your welfare must be carefully viewed
Behaving just like a cat on a wall
Will cause only disaster dear pal

See all the negative aspects wisely
And derive that that habit is costly
Not necessarily in monetary term
As that habit may make you infirm

Highly intelligently if you now quit
You may later feel proud of your wit
On the other hand, if you pursue
Your happiness will never continue

The ball is purely in your court only
Think of the mirth of your kind family
If that habit ends, bliss will be yours
If it ends not, surely you lose powers.
Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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