Poems by Janakiraman Ra

In this new year 2008

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Let races for money get subdued
And races for righteousness commence.

Let the greediness cyclone disappear
And flowers of contentment blossom.

Let games of senses get controlled
And concern for others sprout.

May that humanism and love
Cool the boiling heads of volcanoes

May that quiet the Tsunami
And calm down the Earthquakes

May that reduce ruthless crimes
And prevent tragic accidents

May that prevent violent terrorism
Eco and culture damaging modernism

May that make mother Earth smile
And keep its fails in happy smiles.

HAPPY NEW YEAR.
RA.JANAKIRAMAN
POET FOR WORLD PEACE, INDIA.

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For my country

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Good quality primary education at villages
High quality secondary education at all blocks
With free hostel facilities for villagers,
Wide roads for cities, towns and highways
Neater roads connecting villages and towns,
Irrigation facilities with drainage channels
Pilferage and damage free storage facilities
Safe drinking water for all Indian citizens
Effective health care for weaker sections
Service minded politicians and public servants
Cure for deep rooted corruption cancer
Death to Hero-worship and Power Center
End to violence and divisive caste system
Thinner Defence and hefty development budgets
More and more power at villages level
Poverty removing higher wages for the unskilled
A disparity narrowing profit sharing culture
Technological and agricultural inputs
That do not spoil the ecology of this Earth
Economic development that doesn’t destroy
Close family ties, social peace
Moral and spiritual values of life
That give an inexplicable reason to live
And lead to Self-refinement aimed aspirations-
Are things that I want for my dear country.

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Mind on Lease

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Person reverently saying Mr.X, Mr.X very often
Is a nobody since he is somebody else’s person.
He may be a great scholar and a good speech maker
But his mind and thoughts are out of his empire.

Mr.X has effectively occupied his entire mind
Muffling and silencing his inner voices’ sound.
Even if he tries, this way or that way he can’t bend.

Alas, His outward physical body alone is his own
His mind has been stealthily taken on lease
By someone or some Ism cleverer and shrewder.

An illiterate brother who is unaware of Mr.X. or Mr.Y
Is cleaner, pure, more honest and respectable indeed
For his mind and thoughts are exclusively his own.

If some one quotes Mr.X, Mr.Y etc; again and again
It may be to impress others with his scholarship
Or it may be that he doesn’t have his own thoughts.

One must be keen and open to all types of thoughts
But must process and discriminate such thoughts
To have one’s own thoughts, aims and principles.

Quoted thoughts may be good for beautiful speeches
But verily One’s own thought is what really matters.

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Phaconit

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

My right eye was so much alright
That I didn’t know my left one’s plight.
Taking stock of the eye’s serious position
Doctors advised me an urgent operation.
But for the doctors’ timely intervention
My eye could have worsened in condition
And missed the chance of an easy correction.

Their Phaco-needle insertion technology
Made my eye operation extremely easy.
Surgery was done within ten minutes
No pain, no blood, no waiting or bed rest,
Bandage was removed on the next day itself.
Phaco-nit is a good blessing to mankind.

On the third day my operated eye was clear
Everything became sparklingly brighter
What I saw was a brand new world.
Then I suddenly and painfully realized
That I had been for long half blind
Accepting a world that was mist covered.
Let every one check-up and take care
Let none assume that the world is hazy;
God’s world is very bright and colourful really.

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Dignity of Motherland

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

An international organization has observed
That India is forty seventh out of Two hundred.
We may rejoice that we are far ahead
If India is forty seventh in ecological superiority,
In literacy, internal peace and religious amity,
In preservation of wild life, in new inventions,
In lower crime rate and in fewer road accidents.

India is ranked forty seventh in corruption.
Should Indians be proud of this position?
Giving bribe may facilitate matters
Accepting bribe may make one richer.
But do those who give bribe and accept bribe
Are happy about this unhappy world ranking?
Oh, God let them think of their motherland
And uphold the dignity of Mother India.

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Phaco-NIT Wonder

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

My right eye was so much alright
That I didn’t know my left one’s plight.
Taking stock of the eye’s serious position
Doctors advised me an urgent operation.
But for the doctors’ timely intervention
My eye could have worsened in condition
And missed the chance of an easy correction.

Phaco-needle insertion technology
Made my eye operation extremely easy.
Thanks to experts like Dr. Shashi Mohanke;
Surgery was done within ten minutes
No pain, no blood, no waiting or bed rest,
Bandage was removed on the next day itself.
Phaco-nit is a good blessing to mankind.

On the third day my operated eye was clear
Everything became sparklingly brighter
What I saw was a brand new world.
Then I suddenly and painfully realized
That I had been for long half blind
Accepting a world that was mist covered.
Let every one check-up and take care
Let none assume that the world is hazy;
God’s world is very bright and colourful really.

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Extremists…

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Person reverently saying Mr.X, Mr.X very often
Is a nobody since he is somebody else’s person.
He may be a great scholar and a good speech maker
But his mind and thoughts are out of his empire.

Mr.X has effectively occupied his entire mind
Muffling and silencing his inner voices’ sound.
Even if he tries, this way or that way he can’t bend.

Alas, His outward physical body alone is his own
His mind has been stealthily taken on lease
By someone or some Ism cleverer and shrewder.

An illiterate brother who is unaware of Mr.X or Mr.Y
Is cleaner, pure, more honest and respectable indeed
For his mind and thoughts are exclusively his own.

If some one quotes Mr.X, Mr.Y, etc; again and again
It may be to impress others with his scholarship
Or it may be that he doesn’t have his own thoughts.

One must be keen and open to all types of thoughts
But must process and discriminate such thoughts
To have one’s own thoughts, aims and principles.

Quoted thoughts may be good for beautiful speeches
But verily One’s own thought is what really matters.

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Basic Amenities

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

It is not at all acceptable or imaginable
That a country sending satellites into space
And much advanced in nuclear technology
Can’t provide a regular drinking water supply
That won’t be in unpredictable intervals
Keeping citizens guessing with empty vessels!

A country proud of showing Mohen-ja-daro’s
Drainage system is not able to provide
A well built stagnation free drainage system
That won’t cause unbearably nauseating smells
And generously permit mosquitoes to multiply
Spreading many kinds of strange diseases!

Ancient saints who professed a philosophy
Telling wise men to treat flower and filth at par
Would not have expected that drainage water
And many chemicals of disturbing odour
Would at times get mixed up with drinking water
In the water supply system of their great country!

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Dialogue for Peace

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

People talk for hours and hours and days
And continue for many years and years
Without any reliable sign of peace.

Though mouths utter very sweet words
Their minds get engaged in clever plans
Trying cunningly for gainful deals.

Forgiveness, tolerance and sacrifice
Are the soil, the water and Sunlight
For the delicate peace plant to sprout.

For a plant to grow, seed must die:
Something is given to get something else;
If nothing is given nothing will accrue.

Long selfish dialogues can’t bring peace
A very brief dialogue can bring peace
If minds deeply yearn for real peace.

Avoiding the main issue won’t help
It will be only a time wasting trip
And peace will remain locked in a trap.

Dialogues for gains do not bring Peace;
The only bargain in dialogues for Peace
Must be PEACE and PEACE alone.

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Extremists

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Leaders living behind flattery walls of ‘yes’ men
Thinking that there is none to match their acumen

Champions of democracy and common man
Who never care to find out about public opinion

Sincere scientists deeply sub merged in research
Who think everything is justified in research

Strong advocates of technological upgradation
Who are oblivious of ecological degradation.

Believers who staunchly defend their own faith
But do not at all tolerate or respect others’ faith

People’s representatives and their Bureaucracy
Who think they are not answerable to judiciary

Heads of States assuming in their national pride
Their unique right to discipline the entire world

And people working hard for their own empires
Thinking that in life money alone matters

Caring not for the human society or virtues
Are all Extremists spoiling this world’s grace.

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The lower and the middle

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Distribution of free dresses and such things
And provision of subsidized ‘Everything’
Keeps the lower middle class satisfied.

Satisfied with their short term gains
The poor don’t think of their chronic ills.
Cunningly their self respect has been killed.

The middle class is easily silenced
With ever increasing multi-channels
And sentimental T.V.Serials and films.

They talk so much on Cell phones
That they don’t have time to think about
The virtues and national priorities.

They talk more about Cine Stars and Sports
Than the irregular water supply
Or adulteration and rampant corruption;
Their Spirit and Aspirations drugged.

Today concern for common man
And his needs and safety of humanity
Remains a matter for a small minority.
Only when the majority becomes concerned
There can be any hope for a better change.

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World Peace and Equality

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Countries that boast of great democracy
Don’t permit in U.N. that democracy.
As long as countries cling to Veto Power
U.N. can only be a beautiful paper power.
If a few countries want their supremacy
There can’t be world peace or Equality.

Countries vie with each other in eloquence
Float slogans and pass lovely resolutions.
Peace doesn’t come by mere resolutions;
Equality demands sacrifice and adjustments.

Those who are heaping nuclear weapons
Advise other countries against such weapons.
Those who adversely spoil world’s ecology
Do not bother about their first responsibility.
Affluent nations use all their strong muscles
To keep others as their market for profits.

Dialogues’ transformative power is slow
And selfish interests will never follow;
Dialogues must be followed by keen
And planned non-violent non-cooperation.
There is no country in the world which is
Self sufficient in everything that it needs.

Let all non-Veto nations bring sanctions
Against all the arrogant Veto nations;
Let all developing countries boycott
Selfish and indifferent developed countries;
Let eco-friendly nations unite against
Adamant spoilers of Earth’s ecology.

Perhaps what is needed is a world body / Forum
That excludes Veto powers, Super powers and
Very rich countries that harm Earth’s ecology
And remain insensitive to the global priority.

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Make them proud

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

This generation strongly condemns
The brutal murder and torture of
Millions of fellow human-beings
In the name of races and religions.

Let not our future generation condemn
Our treatment of POWs and extremists
And the rude methods of our police.

Let not our younger generation tell
Our democracy in real action
Was far from democratic reason.

Let us review and refine our methods
So that our grand-sons and daughters
Can rightly and happily be proud of us.

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Bird’s Curse

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

Our tiny friends insects and pests
Were always busy eating day and night
And even then they had enough to eat
Say our grandfathers and grandmothers.

Man’s knowledge and research widened
But in selfishness his mind has narrowed.
He wants to have everything for himself.
He downloads tons and tons of chemicals
That kill in crores my defenseless friends.

He sprays the greens, vegetables and fruits
With nauseating chemicals and liquids.
If by mistake we eat, they hurt our throats
And stomach making us suffer for weeks.
Some of our friends die very horribly.

Men pay nothing for the air and sunlight
That God has given to all of us.
They are as much our own as there’s
But men think the yield is all their own.
Can they grow without air and sunlight?

We curse these swindlers-
“The way they mercilessly hurt us
Robbing away what God has given
Without giving us our due share
One day Mother Earth will rob away
All that they so selfishly claim as their own”

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Redemption

a poem by

Janakiraman Ra

We have wantonly dirtied
Our rivers, ponds and lakes
With all our dirty dirts.

Not only the water we drink
Is getting highly polluted
The water we use for
Growing our food too
Is getting much more polluted.

The plants that we grow
And the yield that we eat
Are all polluted with chemicals

Mother Earth is disturbed
And showing her annoyance
In many subtle ways.

As an act of redemption
For the evil of dirtying our Earth
Mankind must now take up
Sincere cleaning up work.

Top priority is a must
For an effective technology
That will certainly purify
Our polluted water resources.

Even if that effort is financially
Not viable or very expensive
Mankind must spend willingly
To save its dear grand-children
From possible pollution deaths.

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