Lullaby for Niece Kavysha

Lullaby below was set to tune by my sister in law for my niece Kavysha 1st month ceremony



Aararoo aariraroo aararoo aariraroo
Kavysha enggal kannoo
Iraivan thantha pillai adi
Sinnavale sellam adi

Aararoo aariraroo aararoo aariraroo
tharika tanggai kavyshaa
enggal selvam kavyshaa

Akkal samaram veesa
Iru pooti ingu irukka
Paati erandum aasi pesa
Suttarum unnai soolthirukka
Thai thandai thalathil
Inbam kondu nee uranga
Iraivan kaap paan adee
kan moodi nee urrangu

Aararoo aariraroo aararoo aariraroo
Kavysha enggal kannoo
Iraivan thantha pillai adi
Sinnavale sellam adi

Aararoo aariraroo aararoo aariraroo
Vadivalen vamsamthin vilantha muthe
Malllai kullal konda mothe

Aararoo aariraroo aararoo aariraroo
Iraivan thantha pillai adi
Sinnavale sellam adi
Aararoo aariraroo aararoo aariraroo

Bury your head into my chest, for it's love bursting with rage that has enough fire to burn darkness into light.

Custodial Deaths

16th July,
Do you know what day it is?
16th July 1942, its the beginning of the mass arrest of Jews towards Holocaust
This 16th July is not about the Jews,
It's a day to remember the dead

16th July,
Do you know what day it is?
16th July 1982 - Mahathir Mohamad became the 4th Prime Minister of Malaysia
This 16th July is not about him
It's a day to remember the dead

16th July
Do you know what day it is?
It's a day we mourn as shameful Malaysian on how our institutions let us down
It's a day a to remember the dead

Who is dead you might ask?
Cheong Fook Meng, Sugumaran, Mohd.Ropi, Chew Shiang Giap, Ragu
You don't know them? How about this name?
Teoh Beng Hock? Sure that rings a bell !
Nearly 100 scores of those died in custody, Teoh Beng Hock is just a statistic, right
Try telling his 4 year old sons, your father is just a statistic
Try telling Beng Hock's fiance who 5 years ago dreamt to be with him in the wedding bed but saw him in the bed of graves
Just try telling them...
That he is just a statistic!

Any body who goes into custody, does not deserve to die like a cornered rat
He may be innocent or guilty to the highest degree
That is for the law to decide, Not for the men in blue
Justice? that died in Malaysia, when the man in the badge battered the detainee to death

16th July
Do you know what day it is?
It's a day to remember the dead.... in custody that is

Musing of the Mind

How did we become whores in the road of materialism?

When we buried our dreams to pay our bills and listen to pimping advertisement

MANDELA

Mandela, you are mother freedom's son

Apartheid you ended with a peaceful gun

No prison walls of 27 years stopped you from your goal

Directly you spoke from the voice of freedom's soul

Ever loving God has called you to his side

Long walk to freedom has ended

Always Madiba for freedom and fairness you will be remembered.

My Appachi

Hair of sliver streaks adorn her crown, she is my Appachi,

Second mother to me, she is my Appachi

A lady full of virtue, she is my Appachi,

Daily feeding us with love, she is my Appachi,

I cannot repay what you have done for me, Appachi

From bottom of my heart, I love you Appachi.

Poetry of the mind

I can build castles in the air without despair,
It would be perfect without repair.

I can be a poor prince or a rich pauper,
Anything thing my hearts offer.

To be a preacher, poet or a philosopher,
With boundless knowledge from the mind's coffers.

To be a man or woman with the perfect body,
With enough beauty to seduce anybody.

To be an agnostic, atheist, aghori or wiccan,
Or create a faith with me as a beacon.

I can be an angle, I can be Satan, I can be God,
I can be more than the faiths afford.

A fastest runner with the best legs to run,
Or the silk worm that gives the best thread to be spun.

Oh mind, my mind, never mind if you are in the brain or heart,
Be with me and never depart.

My imagination is larger than the mighty sea,
This is where i am free and I am truly allowed to be.

Telephone

 Ring or sing you ring when someone calls,

It might be for gossip or invitation to a ball,

To bring news from far or near,

A medium to speak and hear,

With a phone life would detest,

With a phone writing letters is at rest

In Altitude no matter in how high low,

To connect to just take the phone and say hello 

Rendezvous Morning

Working on shift and sitting at the desk made me idle,
Missing the time to be with her for a sensuous ordeal ,
Longing for her touch, No
More than a touch is not too much.

Weekend morning was a good time to see her again
Made a date to be with her again

Drove my golden chariot to her lair
At her dwelling she greeted me naked and bare

She was with a little rage reaching out
As I gently touched her, she seemed a shy and backed out

She withdrew, when I reached out,
When I stood still, she reached out,

You luring temptress, I reached her
She smelled good and I forced me on to her

Head first from nasal to lip: first contact
I plunged in; she moaned
It is always thrilling to hear her cry

I went in again, deeper and deeper
She enjoyed it! Running her hands through my hair

I was deep inside, short of breathe, I come up for air,
As I reached out, SPLASH!!!, she came on my face!!!
A little nectar reached my mouth
Salty indeed I spat back at her

With the sun above me
and wet from head to toe
I laid head back, arms open,
floating in the gentle sea

It's always refreshing to swim in the ocean
Warm sand, gentle breeze and cool waters
Every time I swim, I feel energize and vitalized.

Wish i could live my life on the seas
Like the fisherman that pulls the net
Then the DBA, who works via internet.

3rd Year Fathers Obituary

It crippled us to see you leave,
Orphaned we are, as we can't deceive,
Rolling tears speak our sorrow,
Only your memories keep us going tomorrow.

Lips to Kiss

I need a lips to kiss,
In life i feel a miss.

I need a lips to kiss,
In life i feel a miss.

Dry or moist,
Lady lips nice and poise.

I need a lips to kiss,
In life i feel a miss.

Thick or thin,
Kissing is not a sin.

I need a lips to kiss,
In life i feel a miss.

Vertical or horizontal
Lady's lips is magical.

I need a lips to kiss,
In life i feel a miss.

Inspiration

Inspiration comes and goes,
When it does, I pen down a prose,
Else out the window it goes,
It just happens I suppose!

Love, is the main theme of which i write,
for a lover I yearn to have, whatever the odds despite,
Access to a lover I do have a right,
Finding the right one take a giant might,
Challenges there are no matter how much i despite,
Nevertheless, i am certain as my goals are in sight!

Thendrale Thendrale (my version)

Thendrale Thendrale  song from the movie Kadhal Desam. I was inspired by this song and penned down a version of my own. My version is below. The original song is in the clip further below.

Thendrale Thendrale,
Mella nee veesu,
Poovudan mella nee peesu.                                                                  (Pallavi)

Karaiyin madiyil kadalum  thooongum,
Kavalai marathu thoongu,
Emmathu madiyil soppanam koodum,
Enniya Kanavil thoongu.                                                                       (Anupallavi)

Nilavin Oli konda poove,
Nimmathi kondu thoongada,
Kathirin oli konda kanne,
Kathalan madiyil thoongada

En ithaya kanni alagai kaana,
Naal muluthum vilithirunthen.
Aval urranggum alagai naan kaana,
Aayul muluthum vilithiruppen.

Thoonga vaika paadinen,
Naan thookum indri naadinean.                                                            (Saranam)

Romeo's Rants

Romeo is looking for a love to catch,
while his kinsman looking for a mate to match!

Romeo flirts with every girl in sight,
yet, he yearns for true love at night!

He is lonely, he is true,
He is a poet, but he is blue,
He is in search, but he has no clue,
To find Juliet who is true.

The land I call home

Chocolate, brown, yellow, pale,
white, black & all in between are my people.
Varied tongues and varied sounds,
Different shapes and different crowns,
this is the land that I call home.

From dawn to dusk to midnight to twilight,
eating for us not just in day light,
hot, cold, flat, spicy, pungent,
varity to the stomach for us is abundant,
this is the land that I call home.

Divide us people, that’s what politicians do!
Steal from us , that’s what corporations do!
Stereotype us, that what racist do!
Fighting them has to continue
This is the land that I call home.

Proud I am of the twin towers,
tall & majestic they are in the skies of ours,
tall & shameful too are our corruption index,
bad too at good governance & human rights index,
This is the land that I call home.

Every home has it's issues,
our brothers and sisters are not the same,
look at our fingers, it explains!
fingers come together for a common cause,
so should we brethren whatever the cost!
This is the land that I call home