The best of a bro and a sis

They wondered if I'd be a girl or a boy
When I was born, I became their toy
Amidst worries at school, I was their joy

All my movements, they have gazed
By me always, they were amazed
Anything I did, they have praised

They were my first fans, when I sang a rhyme
They believed I'm good, they would bet every dime
To shape me the best, they've given all their time

He took me out to places I'd have fun
She trained me; made sure I always won
My prayers are that, we forever stay one

They are different in their own ways; yet I believe
They are identical in what they want for me to achieve
How fortunate am I! From them such true love I receive

They have tasted in lives, their share of success
But disallowed pride and ego to get to their heads
Thus paving for me, a noble path of humbleness


From loving me, they would never remiss
They taught me what being social is
They are the best of a bro and a sis!

My Life's First Guy

The first guy who loved me more than his life

Although he had a mother and a loving wife

The first guy to give me a feather-touch slap

When I got too naughty to avoid a mishap

The first guy who spent his spare time with me

The only guy who didn't complain to spend on me

The first guy whom I would go to for a toy

A Yes or a No, he would decide for my joy

The first guy who showed me what self-respect is

A lesson any human being can never afford to miss

The first guy from whom I would seek advice

Be it career or principles, with him I entice

The first guy to feel cheated when I fell in love

Still stayed with me without giving me a shove

The first guy to call me from a thousand miles away

When he hasn't heard from me for more than a day

My life's first guy is still the asset I have and had

Ain't it obvious? I am proud that he is my Dad!

An Ode to my Love

Day in and day out his face I lay eyes upon,
Often gets me brooding if he's my lucky dawn!!!
But more often than not he makes me wonder,
Have I blundered amidst storm and thunder!?

Aint it funny; he makes me cool and makes me hot,
But after all isnt that the way gold is got?
He taught me patience by very odd means,
I quietly watch him mess up and then up he cleans.

It angers me when he listens only to himself,
And later he repents like a tiny little elf.
After a decade I still am deciding,
if he is a kid, a father or a teacher guiding!!!

Virtues he has preached which he wouldn't abide;
And he triumphantly feels he has taken me for a ride.
He picks on my vices than appreciate my Virtue,
I sob that his love has stoned up; silent like a statue.

He makes wild noises when his team wins,
Never minding when the annoyance within me brims.
Without a doubt I take it all in as the marital bliss,
All for that one occasional loving hug and a kiss.

My first poem

கவிதை பிடிக்கும் அவளுக்கு 

காவியம் பிடிக்கும் அவளுக்கு 

இசை விருப்பம் அவளுக்கு 

ஆசை ஆன்மிகத்திலும்  அவளுக்கு 

இயற்கை இனிமை அவளுக்கு 

உண்மையில் ஈர்ப்பு அவளுக்கு  

தங்கம் பிடிக்கும் அவளுக்கு 

தமிழ்ச் சங்கமும் பிடிக்கும் அவளுக்கு 

என் வேலை எளிதானது 

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