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Sep 2023 · 690
Flying Beyond Universe
Balamurugan K A Sep 2023
I dream of flying beyond the universe,
amidst the planets and  the countless stars.
I would stop by the red planet  mars
the man's dream home.

Move on, to watch the Saturn,
with its ring and moons
Then, stood marvelling at Jupiter's
red storms, that resembles a marble.

Hurdling through the belt of asteroids,
to reach, Uranes,that rolls like a wheel.
And then to Neptune, the blue Ice giant.
Further high, I fly, beyond the galaxy.

To meet the creator, of this
exuberant display, to take me
beyond this universe, to view
further of his creations.
Sep 2023 · 534
The Real Wealth
Balamurugan K A Sep 2023
Mother brings us to this soil
    and will never let us get spoil.
Father brings us, our bread
    and  never lets us know any dread.  
Always, brother fights for his share,
   When  someone  hurts us, he wouldn’t  bear.
The words of  sister, never you dare,
   she is next to mother, in care.
A good friend joins with you in good deeds
   and stays to the last, in your needs.
Relationship is the real wealth,
   to be concerned next to health.
Show care and affection to the best,
   It will take care of the rest.
Jul 2019 · 149
Patriotism
Balamurugan K A Jul 2019
A seed planted in a child
that grows with the child.
Watered by love and loyalty
For land and its people.

Branches shove off brutality,
shielding culture and tradition,
sheltering the nest of humanity,
blooming with empathy and courage.

Fruits of brotherhood
spreads the fragrance of love,
without loving the people
we can’t love the country.

Roots pierce beyond
the protocols of men,
made against Nature,
to bind as a Nation.
Patriotism is compared to  a tree.
Jul 2019 · 189
Mosquito
Balamurugan K A Jul 2019
Wearied out by the long day,
I fell down on the bed to lay.
Dozed off from the busy world,
then you came off from your ***** world,
buzzing around me, with thirst for blood,
pulling me back to greedy world,
unwilling to be back on feet,
whirling hands to chase you off,
but in vain, my hands in pain
decided to end the crusade,
bounced off the bed into battle,
picking an electric racket for aid
it's a determined game for a peaceful sleep.
Eventually won the match, and
appreciated myself with trophy in hand.
Your thirst for blood, isn't what I fear,
malaria, dengu and chikungunya is what I fear.
My dread now, by gone,
peacefull lull back on.
A short narrative

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