Laws to Check Loss

If losses are too much

Our mind grows poor

If only defeats efforts fetch

We lose our will-power

I f God decides to ditch

We can gain peace never

Hard-work will surely reward

Broad thoughts Lord will applaud

Rod of Justice punishes the slipshod

To gain God’s sacred acceptance

One must honestly toil

Without showing any reluctance

One must sweat out on the soil

If hard-work enjoys proper adherence

Defeat goes away causing no turmoil.

M V VENKATARAMAN

Handbag

I left my handbag
back in the house of memories

I had to walk on
without tripping
roses on their thorns

My only leather bag
of secretive loves
of stifled tears
and muffled laughter

I had unlocked its hook
for some time now
I had let the fairy tales float
into the golden skies

My 4th lane house
my house of memories
with yellowed tired walls
with squabbles of hand and feet

with forbidden moments buried
with skeletons crying mercy
with evil prowling unawares

I forgot my bag
my dear fearless friend
through the wear and tear of rains
of summers, springs and stains

I left it beneath the lampshade
under the light of virgin glare
a halo forming monstrous
and the shadows lurking fair

I will go
and wait to come
till the wait endures me

till then
the yellowed house
on the 4th lane
under blue lamp shade
lies a bag
of the fortunate few
who wish to forget
and diseased to remember.

Window World

The window to my room
held a world as a captive

the colours were rude
and the melting rains were drastic

I hardly gazed outside
and hardly smelt the earth

freshly drenched from rain
I craved only lust

I never looked into
the self
into the narcissistic mirror
and admired the falling locks
that smeared my face with cheer

ascetic to beauty
the girl came my way

and held out a piece of bread
the only meal of the day

beateous she looked
with the pride of poverty

me in my grandeur
smiled to her shifty
giggling laughter
her meaningless plead
for a one rupee coin
fallen on the way

I gave her the bread
her only meal of the day

then, back home
i sat and stared
into my little window world
the colours were rude
the crimsons struck my face

and the fairy tale mirror
pelted doown on the charming
innocence in my face.

A Walk In The Park

3 happy children
playing in a field.
the grass is worn.
youth is a shield
against the world.
harmony exists.
from shiny pearls
to locked exits.
harmony. it is
shocking at times.
blurring the lines
between me and
3 happy children
playing in a field.

Great Oath on My Path

My life must be fully peaceful
It must be highly meaningful
My knowledge must be powerful
To all others it must be useful

Smile and make others cheerful
Encourage minds that are fearful
Take efforts by being hopeful
Avoid actions that are harmful

Follow that which is truthful
Make conscience delightful
Whenever fate is badly artful
In facing it be smartly tactful

Admire people who are skillful
For help received be mindful
In uttering words be careful
To enter hearts words are helpful

If our actions are sinful
Heaven will become houseful
Life will become wasteful
If we continue to be willful

Let the Sun teach how to be dutiful
Learn from the Moon to be beautiful
Let clouds educate how to be colorful
Never like the night be sorrowful

Lazy life is dreadful
Active life is joyful
I n life, be purposeful
Make this life eventful

Achieve making all feel awful
Let your achievements be lawful
God alone is for ever graceful
For His divine grace be grateful

To God please be prayerfully thankful
Because of Him the World is wonderful
About God at no time be doubtful
He saves us when fate is adversely playful

With love if heart is full
Mind will be resourceful
If God’s grace is plentiful
Existence is surely fruitful.

M V VENKATARAMAN

Inside My Room

Inside My Room

I sit inside a tiny world, and wonder, ‘Is this really mine?’
I glance at the pretty curtains and cozy bed,
The weathered study polished a deep brown with a hint of red.
Once inside, I am free to do as I choose.
Nobody can judge, no one to answer, just me and my little room.
Emotions pour out, tears stream down,
Laughter echoes, silence abounds.
Wishes come true, moments are cherished, and dreams fulfilled.
No one can stop me, no one can hurt me,
No one can blame me, while I am still safe inside my room.
Once the door is locked, and thoughts unlocked,
I lie back and breathe a sigh of relief.
I am in charge, I rule and command,
My power can put a king to shame.
I can be weak, I can be strong, why should I fear, there’s no one around.
Dreaming right now, my world’s an ignorant bliss,
Unwilling to wake up lest my dreams disappear and reality fills in.
Suddenly with a start I open my eyes,
Did I hear a sound? I look around, glad to know I am still alone,
King of my kingdom, ruler of my world, I am still in my room

Please Read This For Peace And Bliss

Forgive, forget and assist

This rule is always golden

Believe not in the power of  fist

Let peaceful negotiation be done

When anger arises, wisely resist

Your conscience will have no burden

Cries are for worry the price

Surprise bliss comes through praise

Wise man never strops, but tries

He who has a broad tendency

Finds in others the nice points

He feels kindness  superior to currency

In the right place love he appoints

He is ready to sacrifice in an emergency

Such a noble man, God never disappoints.

M V VENKATARAMAN

STRONG LOVE

STRONG LOVE

She:

I know away from your body, your soul has parted
But this, honey, has brought about an unision of our souls,
Souls that can never be separated.

I walk alone on the path of life,
Now that you are free;
But, don’t worry, my sweetheart-
Dear, your soul is still with me.

You will have to come back to take it,
And I know you are on your way;
You’ve made your deal with God-
And said what I had to say.

I know your body is gone,
Burnt to ashes in that flame;
I cant see you, my love-
And I cant bear the pain.

I felt your breathing stop,
And I wished my life to end;
But no, that didn’t happen-
So, you’ll have to come back again.

I think I know your answer,
You’ll come back, wont you?
Just like our love so pure-
I know your answer is true.

He:

Yes sweetie, I’ll come back,
And I am on my way;
I have made the deal with God-
And said what I had to say.

I agree I havent got a body,
But I’ve got abundant love its true;
With that I am coming back sweetie-
I am coming back to you.

To keep you away from harm,
To keep you away from all the bads;
You are my responsibility, honey-
Till you fall in safe hands.

And then you bring heaven on earth,
While I make better the heaven;
And the next time we are united-
It will be for births more than seven.

Just try to feel me honey,
I am there, presen around;
Lend your heart’s ear-
And you will hear my heart’s sound.

You are not alone on the path of life,
Though I know that I am free;
But don’t worry, my sweetheart-
Even your soul is still with me.

Gazing at the sky…

I remember, oneday, when
I was small
I was gazing at the amazing night sky

But that day what I saw..
in the sky gave me the
aim of my life

Gazing at the amazing sky
amazed me more
When I saw a
streak of light…

Believing that it was a sky fairy
I asked my father about it

What I got to know that day
was that it was a comet and the sky
was full of these beauties

But to my age at that time
the word ‘comet’ struck my head
and I still believed it was a fairy..

As I grew up
I got to know about many beauties
of the sky that took over my imagination

But now I had known that
the fascination of the
streak of light,
comet inspired me more
and more and more..

Gazing at the amazing sky
that day, gave me an aim
to become an Astronomer
some day…

Support

The times when things are at their worst and nothing turns out well
we all should take a lesson from the Word
We cannot handle all that comes to tempt us into hell
without first having someones arm to gird

We never see the answer when it’s right in front of us
and looking in the mirror should cause shame
we have to really knuckle down and not stop to discuss
the reasons why we never need to blame

we walk the world as though we know the reasons we are here
yet go through life still wondering what’s true
Our Savior comes to carry us when He needs to be near
to make sure that the devil won’t get you

His help is never advertised because it is required
to keep us walking on the way to God
Cause He has given everything his Father once desired
and letting it go would be untoward

And so we travel on the road and try to live the life
that gets us into Heaven in the end
and knowing that the Saviour comes along in times of strife
to make sure we won’t break but only bend