"periyar" poems - Hello Poetry

Whenever I experience pain Whether it be physical or mental I don't feel I am alone Because your words are so powerful That they transport me into another realm Where I begin to feel a sense of calm And a voice speaks "Everything is going to be alright soon" Slowly and steadily, the pain fades And I begin to feel at ease again You may not be a witch But your poetry is so rich And so full of passion That it gives me motivation To do whatever I earlier thought was impossible Your attitude makes EVERYTHING seem possible The way you write a novel Sets an example for us all Full of dry and witty humour Not to mention, extreme candour And at the same time, you keep the readers guessing Hence, no book of yours can ever be called "boring" And your activism lights a flame in us Which is extremely difficult to extinguish Thanks to you, am I starting to find the courage and strength To fight my battles with mental health And hoping to emerge stronger than ever Dear Comrade, I will forget you never Jai Bhim! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Sep 18, 2024

Sep 18, 2024 at 8:07 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

The Person Who Makes Everything Seem Possible

Whenever I experience pain Whether it be physical or mental I don't feel I am alone Because your words are so powerful That they transport me into another realm Where I begin to feel a sense of calm And a voice speaks "Everything is going to be alright soon" Slowly and steadily, the pain fades And I begin to feel at ease again You may not be a witch But your poetry is so rich And so full of passion That it gives me motivation To do whatever I earlier thought was impossible Your attitude makes EVERYTHING seem possible The way you write a novel Sets an example for us all Full of dry and witty humour Not to mention, extreme candour And at the same time, you keep the readers guessing Hence, no book of yours can ever be called "boring" And your activism lights a flame in us Which is extremely difficult to extinguish Thanks to you, am I starting to find the courage and strength To fight my battles with mental health And hoping to emerge stronger than ever Dear Comrade, I will forget you never Jai Bhim! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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You are the reason I smile Every time I happen to fail Because, when I think about you I know all hope isn't lost yet And I can even beat the worst ever Monday blues Your never-say-die spirit is tough to beat Even when it comes to someone like Rahul Gandhi It's what makes you such an awesome poet Not to mention, a bestselling novelist A truly intersectional feminist And last but not the least One of the fiercest anti-caste activists Of course, I know you haven't even properly met me However, you have made an impact upon me Which is utterly impossible to forget Really, I have to admit You have made me think more positively And act more independently Which has done wonders for my mental health Also, have you taught me to keep up the faith Even when I have been at my nadir Therefore, is it no wonder That you are an inspiration to one and all Thanks to you, even when we fall We know how to rise again And smile through our pain You are a powerful voice of change In a country that is thoroughly resistant to change You speak what most of us are afraid to speak And inspire even the meek You call a ***** a ***** Your keyboard is the sharpest blade Finally, you awaken those who are asleep And give a red alert to those who are merely pretending to sleep You know, whenever you enter my mind I feel a quiet but fierce pride Certainly, has God been kind To present me with the opportunity Indeed, a very very special opportunity To come across such an incredible human being Without whom, am I nothing! May the Lord bless you with everything Which you deeply crave for Dear Comrade, please keep fighting and do take care Jai Bhim!! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Sep 5, 2024

Sep 5, 2024 at 3:04 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

My Greatest Inspiration

You are the reason I smile Every time I happen to fail Because, when I think about you I know all hope isn't lost yet And I can even beat the worst ever Monday blues Your never-say-die spirit is tough to beat Even when it comes to someone like Rahul Gandhi It's what makes you such an awesome poet Not to mention, a bestselling novelist A truly intersectional feminist And last but not the least One of the fiercest anti-caste activists Of course, I know you haven't even properly met me However, you have made an impact upon me Which is utterly impossible to forget Really, I have to admit You have made me think more positively And act more independently Which has done wonders for my mental health Also, have you taught me to keep up the faith Even when I have been at my nadir Therefore, is it no wonder That you are an inspiration to one and all Thanks to you, even when we fall We know how to rise again And smile through our pain You are a powerful voice of change In a country that is thoroughly resistant to change You speak what most of us are afraid to speak And inspire even the meek You call a ***** a ***** Your keyboard is the sharpest blade Finally, you awaken those who are asleep And give a red alert to those who are merely pretending to sleep You know, whenever you enter my mind I feel a quiet but fierce pride Certainly, has God been kind To present me with the opportunity Indeed, a very very special opportunity To come across such an incredible human being Without whom, am I nothing! May the Lord bless you with everything Which you deeply crave for Dear Comrade, please keep fighting and do take care Jai Bhim!! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Were nothing to go right You would show me the light Because, are you a beacon of hope Which doesn't allow anyone to mope Really, are you that one person Who manages to keep me sane Even when I am surrounded by total chaos You teach me how to find bliss When I am trapped in a bottomless pit of despair Thanks to you, am I able to bear Even the worst of all situations Much louder than your words, are your actions You fight fire with fire Never, do you put on airs Underneath your hard outer shell, lies a rather soft interior For your people, do you greatly care Not to mention, are you extremely brave So much is there about you, that I greatly love You are among the greatest poets Not to mention, the most fearless activists About what our society thinks, you give not a **** Even after receiving so much hate You have shown not, any alarm Rarely, do you take the bait Even after endless provocation And at the same time, you show not, any caution Hence, by you, am I so inspired That I feel less and less afraid To speak my mind Until I grow really, really old May the Lord bless you, you fantastic human being With anything and everything Which you hold dear Keep fighting, keep motivating and take care Jai Bhim! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Aug 19, 2024

Aug 19, 2024 at 2:33 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

How Am I Inspired by Dr Meena Kandasamy

Were nothing to go right You would show me the light Because, are you a beacon of hope Which doesn't allow anyone to mope Really, are you that one person Who manages to keep me sane Even when I am surrounded by total chaos You teach me how to find bliss When I am trapped in a bottomless pit of despair Thanks to you, am I able to bear Even the worst of all situations Much louder than your words, are your actions You fight fire with fire Never, do you put on airs Underneath your hard outer shell, lies a rather soft interior For your people, do you greatly care Not to mention, are you extremely brave So much is there about you, that I greatly love You are among the greatest poets Not to mention, the most fearless activists About what our society thinks, you give not a **** Even after receiving so much hate You have shown not, any alarm Rarely, do you take the bait Even after endless provocation And at the same time, you show not, any caution Hence, by you, am I so inspired That I feel less and less afraid To speak my mind Until I grow really, really old May the Lord bless you, you fantastic human being With anything and everything Which you hold dear Keep fighting, keep motivating and take care Jai Bhim! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Whenever I feel confident enough To tackle all that is tough It is you, who will get the credit Because, your passion is almost impossible to beat On the other hand, whenever am I down I know I am not alone Because, your fiery writing fills me with hope And ensures I no longer mope Well, I am a fan of quite a few poets Yet, very few produce the kind of effect That you somehow manage to do without even breaking a sweat Your work sounds a red alert To the entire Indian literary scene Which has an unfortunate obsession With being politically correct You, on the other hand, are so direct That you tackle every single issue head-on Greatly do I admire, your grit and gumption Though I share not, your profession Always, do I derive motivation From your never-say-die spirit Thus, bit by bit Do I summon the courage and strength To do my very best Fighting every single fear and insecurity And climbing the huge wall of positivity Which would ultimately lead me to success Of course, I do fail sometimes But thanks to you, afraid am I not To push the limits And never will I give up Because, again, you fill me with so much hope That even the impossible suddenly becomes possible And the possible becomes probable Thank you so much, Dear Comrade! Jai Bhim!! Vaazgha Periyar!!

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Feb 4, 2025

Feb 4, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

How Dr. Meena Kandasamy Makes The Impossible Become Possible

Whenever I feel confident enough To tackle all that is tough It is you, who will get the credit Because, your passion is almost impossible to beat On the other hand, whenever am I down I know I am not alone Because, your fiery writing fills me with hope And ensures I no longer mope Well, I am a fan of quite a few poets Yet, very few produce the kind of effect That you somehow manage to do without even breaking a sweat Your work sounds a red alert To the entire Indian literary scene Which has an unfortunate obsession With being politically correct You, on the other hand, are so direct That you tackle every single issue head-on Greatly do I admire, your grit and gumption Though I share not, your profession Always, do I derive motivation From your never-say-die spirit Thus, bit by bit Do I summon the courage and strength To do my very best Fighting every single fear and insecurity And climbing the huge wall of positivity Which would ultimately lead me to success Of course, I do fail sometimes But thanks to you, afraid am I not To push the limits And never will I give up Because, again, you fill me with so much hope That even the impossible suddenly becomes possible And the possible becomes probable Thank you so much, Dear Comrade! Jai Bhim!! Vaazgha Periyar!!

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You are an amazing writer And one hell of a character I love the way you think In your armour, are there no chinks Precisely do you know how to attract readers In your world, there ain't no order! Thou art the mistress of chaos To your writings, if people are averse Then it is their loss Because you are an absolute diamond And for you, never does learning end!! You are an amazing writer And a stellar storyteller You always call a ***** a ***** By rules, you do not abide When you are angry We all are angry Because we cannot stand injustice And you yourself are Lady Justice!! You are an amazing writer Sure, you do have your share of haters But that only serves to underscore the sheer impact you produce Truly, art thou a natural force!! Smashing the Brahminical patriarchy looks not impossible Only because your spirit is unbreakable!! You are an amazing writer And an even better reciter Your poetry is simply revolutionary And though your critics are often reactionary You simply let your keyboard do the talking Thus reducing them to effectively nothing!! You are an amazing writer And we are your debtors Because, you are one of those fearless critics Whom the government always tries to silence But you brave storm after storm In order to try and ensure justice for the downtrodden You are the oasis that represents hope In a desert full of despair You are an amazing writer Who doesn't give two hoots about her detractors You are the true face of intersectional feminism In a land full of Savarna feminism Which is as fake as Israeli democracy Thanks to you, gender equality is not a mere fantasy!! Most important of all, though Is your anti-caste activism In the never-ending battle against casteism You are one of the fiercest warriors May you eventually succeed in breaking all the barriers Which stand between you and annihilation of caste!! Jai Bhim!! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Mar 26, 2024

Mar 26, 2024 at 1:37 PM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

You Are An Amazing Writer

You are an amazing writer And one hell of a character I love the way you think In your armour, are there no chinks Precisely do you know how to attract readers In your world, there ain't no order! Thou art the mistress of chaos To your writings, if people are averse Then it is their loss Because you are an absolute diamond And for you, never does learning end!! You are an amazing writer And a stellar storyteller You always call a ***** a ***** By rules, you do not abide When you are angry We all are angry Because we cannot stand injustice And you yourself are Lady Justice!! You are an amazing writer Sure, you do have your share of haters But that only serves to underscore the sheer impact you produce Truly, art thou a natural force!! Smashing the Brahminical patriarchy looks not impossible Only because your spirit is unbreakable!! You are an amazing writer And an even better reciter Your poetry is simply revolutionary And though your critics are often reactionary You simply let your keyboard do the talking Thus reducing them to effectively nothing!! You are an amazing writer And we are your debtors Because, you are one of those fearless critics Whom the government always tries to silence But you brave storm after storm In order to try and ensure justice for the downtrodden You are the oasis that represents hope In a desert full of despair You are an amazing writer Who doesn't give two hoots about her detractors You are the true face of intersectional feminism In a land full of Savarna feminism Which is as fake as Israeli democracy Thanks to you, gender equality is not a mere fantasy!! Most important of all, though Is your anti-caste activism In the never-ending battle against casteism You are one of the fiercest warriors May you eventually succeed in breaking all the barriers Which stand between you and annihilation of caste!! Jai Bhim!! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Thou art my chief source of motivation Because, never do you show caution Always, do you speak your mind To your fire, is there no end Seriously, are your poems so powerful That they inspire us to fight Against the Indian State's sheer might Your personality is beautiful Though your writing is fiery I know you wouldn't hurt a fly Because, all you want, is social justice Even if it involves a huge sacrifice! Thou art my chief source of motivation And propel me towards action Whenever I am feeling low Never are your thoughts shallow You are a raging feminist And a compassionate socialist As well as one of the leaders In the fight against casteism Not to mention, an extremely versatile writer Who blends gender and caste Romance and escapism Peace and war Religion and mass ****** Truly endless, is the list But we get the gist!! Thou art my chief source of motivation Because, whenever you speak My ears dance with anticipation And the future suddenly seems less bleak Always, do you make an impact In fact, can you even act!! Of course, suffered have you, a lot However, you give up not And most importantly, remind us To keep doing the right thing always Even if it ends up killing us!! Thou art my chief source of motivation Because you simply have not, any inhibition You speak what we don't want to hear And do what most of us fear Sometimes, are you truly scary But of course, in a good way!! So much have you done, for your community And that too, without any immunity As can be seen by the sheer amount of hate you've often received Simply for speaking the truth!! I must say, hats off to your unwavering faith You've made all of us proud May the Lord bless you With all the love, success, happiness, peace and prosperity in the world!! Jai Bhim!! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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Apr 15, 2024

Apr 15, 2024 at 2:19 PM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

Thou Art My Chief Source Of Motivation

Thou art my chief source of motivation Because, never do you show caution Always, do you speak your mind To your fire, is there no end Seriously, are your poems so powerful That they inspire us to fight Against the Indian State's sheer might Your personality is beautiful Though your writing is fiery I know you wouldn't hurt a fly Because, all you want, is social justice Even if it involves a huge sacrifice! Thou art my chief source of motivation And propel me towards action Whenever I am feeling low Never are your thoughts shallow You are a raging feminist And a compassionate socialist As well as one of the leaders In the fight against casteism Not to mention, an extremely versatile writer Who blends gender and caste Romance and escapism Peace and war Religion and mass ****** Truly endless, is the list But we get the gist!! Thou art my chief source of motivation Because, whenever you speak My ears dance with anticipation And the future suddenly seems less bleak Always, do you make an impact In fact, can you even act!! Of course, suffered have you, a lot However, you give up not And most importantly, remind us To keep doing the right thing always Even if it ends up killing us!! Thou art my chief source of motivation Because you simply have not, any inhibition You speak what we don't want to hear And do what most of us fear Sometimes, are you truly scary But of course, in a good way!! So much have you done, for your community And that too, without any immunity As can be seen by the sheer amount of hate you've often received Simply for speaking the truth!! I must say, hats off to your unwavering faith You've made all of us proud May the Lord bless you With all the love, success, happiness, peace and prosperity in the world!! Jai Bhim!! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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You, I think about, every single day Not only does it make me happy It provides me hope Whenever I mope You are not simply an inspiration In me, do you ensure perspiration In order to reach my goals If I achieve success I will dedicate it to you, for your writing Because, you keep me believing Hence, never do I give up In fact, the only way for me is up Drives me, does your radical thought Which is straight from the heart About society, you give not a **** Something that manages to make me beam Even when I am drowning in a pool of insecurities You pull me, bit by bit Towards achieving inner peace One does not have to be perfect Thanks chiefly to you, did I realise that Your fiery passion helps me stay afloat Even when the ship of my mind is sinking Due to too much overthinking You enable me to get rid of the clutter Thus, does my focus keep getting better and better A true braveheart, you are In spite of being a mother Amongst the loudest, is your voice Against all sorts of injustice What better motivation, do I need? Thank you, Dear Comrade Jai Bhim! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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May 31, 2025

May 31, 2025 at 1:24 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

My Best Source Of Motivation

You, I think about, every single day Not only does it make me happy It provides me hope Whenever I mope You are not simply an inspiration In me, do you ensure perspiration In order to reach my goals If I achieve success I will dedicate it to you, for your writing Because, you keep me believing Hence, never do I give up In fact, the only way for me is up Drives me, does your radical thought Which is straight from the heart About society, you give not a **** Something that manages to make me beam Even when I am drowning in a pool of insecurities You pull me, bit by bit Towards achieving inner peace One does not have to be perfect Thanks chiefly to you, did I realise that Your fiery passion helps me stay afloat Even when the ship of my mind is sinking Due to too much overthinking You enable me to get rid of the clutter Thus, does my focus keep getting better and better A true braveheart, you are In spite of being a mother Amongst the loudest, is your voice Against all sorts of injustice What better motivation, do I need? Thank you, Dear Comrade Jai Bhim! Vaazhga Periyar!!

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No, it didn’t happen in classrooms Of syllabus and assignments. But Somewhere amid the iron rusty Windows Of 28-rupee bus tickets From yellowed Platform signs. All from (Kayankulam to Cantonment) No, not the gust, but visits a florid Breeze after 6 over my garnered age. Sliding beneath her gold embroidered curtains, under the ashen newspaper Speaking of potholes and crows. How you commute in colored notes (Adoor to Adoor) from district to the next is unfamiliar. Surely, spicy how it rolls from me Tongue to hers/his/theirs. Carried on To the red slits on their skin. Fleshed. Pages, the her-story of breasted warriors, with ease. You slip off the sky’s night gown. On the same earth hurried kings, Queens, and ivory throned British malice. (Adoor to Thiruvananthapuram) Exiting from a throbbing earthen stilt kindness, a dry sandy footstep. From your children’s 44 rivers, where song and dance, clamored from the shore. Must be that glued pride, divine of your esteemed royalty (Periyar, Achenkovil) Perhaps a brown rattlesnake, you slither into all riding on health magazines, pamphlets and late news debates. In hymns of praise and folded envelopes of austerity from the rain dren- ched postbox. Like drizzle at night from a cup. And if you were a spirit, you swim about in the death of fishes in cat mouths begging around with crows in busy smelly harbors, stray dogs with their tongues out flicking ripened mango ( Aluva Central Stn. To Thiruvalla) pickles on railroad tracks packed with rice and Coconut milk. Children of mammal and mamma fighting out for A leaf foiled bundle or rise and rotten fish. You and I We share a familiar vision of spring Bedding an acid sting like memory (Kottayam toThrissur) Of raw plantains in mouth. Coconut oil On head. Crying with my tooth on a String from my greasy door handle. There’s a way she rolls of my mouth To his/hers/theirs. After all it’s the better language To kiss with. And after bury with. (Adoor to Ranni,Kollam)

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Jun 23, 2020

Jun 23, 2020 at 4:39 AM UTC

AM_Joseph

On the beauty of mother tongue

No, it didn’t happen in classrooms Of syllabus and assignments. But Somewhere amid the iron rusty Windows Of 28-rupee bus tickets From yellowed Platform signs. All from (Kayankulam to Cantonment) No, not the gust, but visits a florid Breeze after 6 over my garnered age. Sliding beneath her gold embroidered curtains, under the ashen newspaper Speaking of potholes and crows. How you commute in colored notes (Adoor to Adoor) from district to the next is unfamiliar. Surely, spicy how it rolls from me Tongue to hers/his/theirs. Carried on To the red slits on their skin. Fleshed. Pages, the her-story of breasted warriors, with ease. You slip off the sky’s night gown. On the same earth hurried kings, Queens, and ivory throned British malice. (Adoor to Thiruvananthapuram) Exiting from a throbbing earthen stilt kindness, a dry sandy footstep. From your children’s 44 rivers, where song and dance, clamored from the shore. Must be that glued pride, divine of your esteemed royalty (Periyar, Achenkovil) Perhaps a brown rattlesnake, you slither into all riding on health magazines, pamphlets and late news debates. In hymns of praise and folded envelopes of austerity from the rain dren- ched postbox. Like drizzle at night from a cup. And if you were a spirit, you swim about in the death of fishes in cat mouths begging around with crows in busy smelly harbors, stray dogs with their tongues out flicking ripened mango ( Aluva Central Stn. To Thiruvalla) pickles on railroad tracks packed with rice and Coconut milk. Children of mammal and mamma fighting out for A leaf foiled bundle or rise and rotten fish. You and I We share a familiar vision of spring Bedding an acid sting like memory (Kottayam toThrissur) Of raw plantains in mouth. Coconut oil On head. Crying with my tooth on a String from my greasy door handle. There’s a way she rolls of my mouth To his/hers/theirs. After all it’s the better language To kiss with. And after bury with. (Adoor to Ranni,Kollam)

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