Siri, Siri Sri Devi

Siri, siri in Tamil means laugh, laugh

Her lips laughed, her eyes laughed

Sent the onlookers heart fluttering

Making them capture her as their dream girl

Sivakasi the town known for fire crackers,

Off set press, calenders  added a feather in it’s cap

Known as the town of Sri devi the star

Who smiled, ruled the silver screen for five decades

I lived in this town for some time

Myself like a star without ever knowing

Sri devi was born and lived here, had i known

Would have wondered am I more than Sri Devi

Science  being my first love I never thought of her

As my dream girl though appreciative of her stunning beauty

Appreciative of her youthful appearance even at this age

Thought she will live long to enthrall her fans

The body where love god ruled was snatched away

The time god sending the millions of her fans into tears

Her body might have gone away her name will stand forever

Let her soul Rest In Peace, RIP Sri Devi ,my heart felt condolences

-Mohan Sanjeevan

A mantra word called science

When I think of the mantra word science

Something magical, supernatural sweeps into me

A light within me is switched on dispelling all darkness

An insatiable appetite grips to traverse all directions

To palate science after science day after day, God speed!

The atoms, cells, stars, planets, universe

Myriad machines, myriad tasks, myriad applications

All uncovered in the light thrown on them

So many ever fresh flowers in the science garden

So many pearls in the science ocean

Science is the gateway to unlocking all mysteries

In the nature, in the world in the universe

Science is the first step to wisdom ‘the Gnanam

Science is part of Gnanam to know all knowing ourselves

Adorable. Beautiful, enchanting, thrilling, reverable

Science is the door to the universe, universe itself

Tracing nature, the origins of universe and life

No physical world without science, science is godly

All present, all pervading, all powerful

Think Science, Chant Science, let the magic go on!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

Sun is our ever burning stove

Sun is our ever burning stove

Million degrees furnace

Cooking, fusing hydrogen into helium

In red hot fire emitting light and energy

Sun’s light is what makes us see, lends warmth

Makes us move about, assists plants

To make food for us by photosynthesis

When sun sets, it’s night for us to rest

Our life on Earth thrives by Sun

Switch off the sun, life grinds to a halt

The ever burning stove too will switch off one day

When all the hydrogen runs out to form any helium

Our sun a light lit up in the pitch darkness

Shall go out one day as a white dwarf

Swelling into a red hot giant engulfing our Earth

Spewing out into a nebula to turn into white dwarf

Another one billion before engulfing us

Another 4 billion years to white dwarf

Trillions of more years to completely go out

As ever burning stove turning into no light!

Sun’s story, our story reminds nothing is permanent

In the billion, trillion years run everything is transient

A reminder to live the miniscule life here meaningfully

With ego not getting into our head that we are great!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

I am a yatra boy

I am a yatra boy

Yatra is travel, yea! I am a travelling boy!

Self-spinning, sun circling blue marble

Carries me on it’s ceaseless travel

Travel is a universal destiny

Our sun, solar system, milky way,

Stars, nebulae, neutron star, pulsar, blackhole

All move away, travel on a cosmic journey

On the travelling blue marble

I am a boy travelling in my life

From day to night , night to day,week to month,

month to year, year to year, year after year

Travel to seek science,nature,spirituality

Travel to share, science, nature

Poetry accompanies me in all travels

Scripts the travels for sharing

Like time, travel is irreversible, though

I may come back I come back at a different time

Unlike cosmic travel, my travel is limited, limited to

my time in life, I keep travelling till my time is up!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

I am not a king for you to fall in love with

I am not a king for you to fall in love with

I am not rich to buy precious gifts to shower on you

I am not ravishingly handsome for your heart to flutter

I am just me a poor guy with rich heart

Rich enough to offer you my priceless love, comfort life

Treat you as a queen whether you a queen or not

Ravishingly handsome in kindness, quality, character

I am not ugly, reasonably good looking as a bonus

I am indeed a king if you take these as pluses

Put off or impressed? take your call, I’ m waiting

I am impressed by your simple ineffable beauty

Your pleasant demeanour, politeness

I see you with a clear thinking head

To surmise, supplant the rigours of life

An able companion to lead the life together

King or not I have fallen in love with you

To have you as my queen true and  complete

I do hope with your love fortunes turning better to be a real king

Come! Take my hand with confidence,you be a real queen then

The world will be heaven for us to walk together!

Enough days have gone with you and me apart

Now let there be enough days to spend together

Come fast! Let the days of being lonely be over

With nothing to separate until death do us part

Hug, kiss, hug, kiss, hug kiss all the way!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

I want to make her sing and dance

When I asked her whether sings and dances

She said no, no. What? Has the gal in her gone?

Yea she said so too. That’s something to work on

Yea I want to make her sing and dance

To bring the gal back into her

The gal boy in us never die

Somewhere deep in us they lurk

Suppressed by the vicissitudes of life

The disappointments and shocks

It just needs a trigger to resurface the gal, boy

I had a smooth talk with her

Reassured how good she looks still

Relaxing, bringing up a smile on her face

Why don’t you sing a song for me

Prompting, she opened out, yea, yea, singing

What a voice, it’s a pity she hid it deep

Enjoying the song prompted why don’t we dance

Hoollaaa! She got up to take up my hand

Here we go step in step my hands gingerly

On her waist her hand on my shoulders

Here we go round round and round

Treating the place as a dance floor

Moving, sliding, whirling her around

Hurray! I got her to sing and dance

The gal in her now will never leave!

-Mohan Sanjeevan

The ting ting gal!

When I  recline on the bed

Relaxing.... Ting ting!

Ah! Ha! She’s calling, texting , messaging

It’s the ring bell in facebook announcing her

She’s the ting ting gal!

Ting ting since ting tings with messages

This gal lives far far away in another country

We clicked on the first chat

Felt as if known each other for a long time

She calls me naughty boy, I call her naughty gal

This gal never expects me to message her

She herself messages with I see you...

Sending pictures of bird, dog, cat, cow

As if seeing me , also says you have come here

Sending picture of a bird sitting in her balcony

This gal I had never seen in person

Still she has taken a liking to me

Just as me taking a liking to her

She etches my name in the cake she bakes

And send it’s picture, a sweet sweet sweet gal

I feel as if she is always with me just as she feels

I am always with her, eating, walking, sleeping together

She sends stickers one after the other, ting ting ting

All at once, best gal to have met in facebook

I don’t know whether i would meet her but would like to!

-Mohan Sanjeevan