The undeserving humiliation
With my spectacles left at home,
I sought the server’s help
To read the menu on the table.
‘You too are illiterate? ’
The server exclaimed.
An undeserving humiliation,
Every one is fated to get.
13.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Dad's Spectacles
Thick frame, thin glasses,
An old spectacles,
A keep sake,
An inheritance rarest
From my dad dearest.
Crises, tensions, frustrations…..
Struggles, triumphs, delights…..
On my dad’s spectacles
Life its imprints left,
Which often I felt alone left.
Betrayed never;
Guided ever;
Mate of eyes;
Nothing could part,
Except an attack on heart.
Once, he saw me,
Now, him I see,
All through the same spectacles,
Black and white,
A buttress to sight.
FABIYAS M V
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'The Page is Broken! '
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definitely it is not
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of those ice cold beer
on soft hands and
of breasts bare
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Make me understand
In my language please
In gesture in posture
Please make me understand
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I have no past no future
You can see me here
I have no capacity
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Doing nothing
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to taste of time, like salad, lacking spice!
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