An Elegy on Vaalee
The throb of Tamil film music beat well
On your trendy thoughts’ literary spell.
It looked as though you lived to write;
Born endowed, with a creative might.
Ridding your roots orthodox, you moved,
To the broader skies, booing your brood.
On the poetic pan of an Ariya-Dravida mix,
Your lines put the parochial notions in a fix.
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You learnt to live from instructive quotes,
Emerging from your contemporary’s notes.
Heroes and heroines of several decades,
Sang your words through lip sync
grades.
Lyrically a Ranger, with your radical rhyme,
You freed romance, from its controlled clime.
You knew the commoner by his pulse and beat;
Your ideas propelled his dreams,without retreat.
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‘Let us praise those who share what they get’
You said, making the socialist mode, well set.
‘Will the breeze refuse to enter the doors of a hut?’
You asked,making the mouths the greedy rich,shut .
‘Will the moon hate to throw its light for the poor?’
You raged, raising your voice with empathy sure.
You outlined values for a kid to become a leader
And said, good children were a country’s ladder
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‘When the sky sheds tears, the earth will smile’ you said;
The earth sheds tears now, watching you smilingly dead .
Your loss will make the creative clan profoundly grieve;
But your lyrics will live
here long, their hopes to retrieve.
Prof.P.Chandrasekaran.
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