On Haboobs!

Haboobs are dust walls
Don't drive in Lo Phoenix fears
Withers in summer.

Brave not the haboobs
Can enter even bronze walls
But not the dust storm.

You can enter in
Even eye of the needle
But not the dust storm.


You can not ride on
Haboobs are stern in summer
Pull back or get lost.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Autumn Evening !

In Autumn Evening,
An outrageous tempest blows,
Lo! No Leaves To Fall.

Savarimuthu Yesupatham

Blessed Widow !

In Indian villages widows have to suffer,
Eat discord,disharmony,contempt and sorrows,
Conservative society to the core,hardships ever,
Sun never sets,having not seen their daily woes.

God sent Elijah when river Cherith dried up,
To go to a widow of Zarephatho,for daily bread;
Acute poverty she suffered,her sorrows mounted up,
With her son,she was ready to die for want of food.

The widow had only little flour,and much less oil,
Elijah asked her to make bread for him first,
She obeyed God,happily did without much toil,
Oh!To her surprise flour and oil never did exhaust.

Three years of famine and drought came to an end,
When Elijah prayed for rain,atonce God did send.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.

Everlasting Life

Maoists And Alex Paul Menon !

Maoists ranked neo-fascists and egoists,
"Power springs from the barrel of the gun"
An outdated dogma of Leninists and Marxists,
Kidnapped a district collector,a sad fun.

For the release of underground extremists,
Dared to take hostage of Alex Paul Menon-
A noble son of the nation,by hardcore culprits,
Terrorism and destruction,their bible and canon.

They aim to seize power through People's War,
Protracted armed struggle they do undertake,
They dwell in the realm of dreams that lie afar,
Maoism must go,Maoists a new life should take.

O Maoists! go to China to play your hypocrisy,
For we hate Maoism,we love only democracy.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Jesus With Simon The Leper !

When Jesus was in Bethany,a woman
With alabaster box of precious perfume,
 She poured it on Jesus head,so done,
 Disciples decried as waste,said in gloom
Could have sold for much,they did fume.

 Jesus asked them not to trouble her,
 You have the poor always,me not for ever,
 She anointed me,as on my own burial,
 This gospel shall be preached,told for ever,
 In the whole world, this be her a memorial.

 Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Green Pastures And Still Waters !

O! Lord deliver my eyes from tears,
Restore my feet from falling,I request,
Set my feet out of the net and fears,
Protect my feet from being caught.

Make my feet as that of the deer,
You do enlarge my own path of grace
My feet may not slip and fall,I'm sure,
Set my feet on safer and wider place

Never let me in to the hands of enemy,
In distress when I call, You do talk,
Forsakes not, by my arms You take me,
O!Lord You only teach me how to walk.

You make me lie down in green pastures,
And lead me besides the still waters.

S.Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Beware Of Women Leaders With "Kolaveri"!

"Kolaveri" here means "Murderous Rage",
Women leaders so dominantly do exhibit,
They make nation weak-kneed on the stage,
Governance they make in to farce,damn it.

Nation is next but their ego stands first,
All interests,all reforms,they do overthrow,
She called back a good minister to lick dust,
Joint endeavour overthrown, raises eye-brow.

Ignorant people have sent Tagore to the rear,
Who elected her to rule,to overturn the centre?
Head is not held high,mind is not free and clear,
Comrades' bankrupt policies helped her win over.

Kolaveri or murderous rage,full on their throat,
Women of any colour sail on the very same boat.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.

A Rethink On Women's Reservation !

Empowerment means making women perform,
One educated woman builds her family strong,
She alone makes a good leader,calm and warm,
Manages affairs of family,could do no wrong.

Can we follow the present day women leaders?
They are insane,neurotic and intolerant ever,
National interest goes off,egoism only roars,
They shed crocodile tears for want of power.

Indian Parliament was dragged in to a mockery,
Devout minister was dethrown,by sheer arrogance,
Parliament was mum on woman leader's trickery,
Women of any political hue do similarly dance.

O! Political Sages! will you not now rethink?
Women Reservation makes us only to blink.

Footnote:
A new legislation is pending in the Indian Parliament
for 33 percent reservation for women in parliamentary
posts.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu

America Stands India Falls !

India vacillates without the power of wills,
But America displays courage on war crimes,
Of the barbarians,atrocious to native Tamils,
On SriLankan criminals the death knell chimes.

Under Lincoln America stood for civil liberty,
Today in each American Lincoln ever lives,
Condemnation of crimes,historic for humanity,
America stands,so Geneva resolution thrives.

In India and in Tamilnadu crores of Tamils live,
Should have gone to the front for Tamils'cause,
But India so spineless,we shamefully grieve,
Should we kneel before the criminals and pass?

O! India! united we stand,divided we fall,
Stand therefore,You will ever stand tall.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Gorilla Genes Dominate In Sri Lankans !

Sri Lanka!A country,shaped like a Tear-Drop,
But Lankans are a lot like mountain gorillas,
Their closest relative ever found to be at top,
Short of ability to walk upright,what a pathos!

Tamils,sons of the soil tortured to shed tears,
Tamil women were raped in their native hills,
Under strenuous camps made to toil for years,
Lankans snatched the dear land of great Tamils.

The world has lost the very sense of humanism,
Set of people made to suffer,no nation decries,
Genocide never found even in Fascism or Nazism,
War crimes on high,none reacts but only sighs.

Alas! Gorilla genes do dominate in Sri Lankans,
Brutal rage symbolises Chimps and Orangutans.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Epitaph !

No Leaves To Fall

Do carve here on my cemetery,
Man born to live,but never lived,
Only shed tears,never laughed,
Mourned for ever,never danced,
Sorrows in battalion traversed,

Bones broken,a broken hearted,
Lo!Life a great ocean of tragedy,
Understood none,stood grumbled,
Never seen life easy,but dreaded,
No leaves to fall,a tree withered.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Fears And Tears !

My Lord wipes away every tear,
Hereafter no mourning,no crying,
With Him drowns all unkind fear,
No grief,could be distressing.

Naked I came, naked I shall return,
A broken hearted,I would be never,
He binds up wounds,very sad sojourn,
No sorrow can enter my gate ever.

A season and time exist under the sky,
A time to weep and a time to laugh,
A time to be born and a time to die,
Time to mourn,time to dance enough.

Oh!Fears and Tears ran out of time,
Peace and Grace now,a new rhyme.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.

Cyclone Thane ! Rude And Crude !

Disruption took away the roof over head,
Shelter had gone with the violent cyclone,
With tears,barefooted worried they stood,
Trees uprooted,men grieved being all alone.

Nature's rage has been, so unruly and rude,
Turbulent here,in Tamil coastal Cuddalore,
People's toil wasted away to shock so crude,
Thane devastated the Tamil land to a sad lore.

To rebuild victims may need Twenty Five years,
Palm,Cashew and Jack fruit,all trees have gone,
Back to plantation and growth need many tears,
No livelihood,no food,no water,nothing to own.

The soil and the trees their heart and soul,
Lo!Storm by any name plays disastrous role.

S.Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Andamans Denuded !

Andaman islands a place of natural beauty,
Where diverse forests do grow unfettered,
There grave silence echo uncommon rarity,
Place of peace far from the madding crowd.

Purer air,serene water beat all pollution,
In south Andamans native tribe Jarawas live,
Subjected to inhuman torture and suppression,
Forced to dance naked for tourists believe.

O!Jarawa women for food half-naked do dance,
The agents the worst criminals of the decade,
Eke out a hard living from the tourist's finance,
Let us against the operators raise a barricade.

Even the little Jarawa-Daffodils dance for foods
Ugly tunes that echo from the Andaman Woods.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu

Poetry Is The Language Of God !

Almighty God speaks in poetry.In communication
poetry may be of the highest order,a superlative degree but it is
easy to memory,reason and comprehension,from its very seed we can
envision the whole tree,it stirs imagination.It is simple and easy
,not so tough as people think.If the people come to to know the
secret of poetry they will begin to love and cultivate and easily
communicate.Poetry is the language of God and Angels too.

God is the Master Poet.His creation of the Universe
,the earth, seas,heavens,skies,mountains,fish,birds,animals,galaxies,
stars,moon and sun,all these make Him a Nature Poet.He created
everything on poetic commandments.They are simply poetry in action.
God on creation used nothing except His Word." Let there be Light "
God said and there was light." Let there be an expanse "God said and
there was an expanse.His words are so powerful and that is nothing but
poetry.Poetry is of life giving words.

Angels too speak poetry.When angels announced the birth
of Jesus Christ to the shepherds,they praised God as "Glory to God in
the Highest and on earth peace to men" It is also poetry.

Let us speak poetry,write poetry and enjoy poetry.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu