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Rama Navami


Brother to Lakshmana,

Husband to Sita.

Son to Dasharata,

Wonder to all the Gods.

King to Ayodhya,

Teacher to Ravana. 

To all these, you might be wonderful,

But to me, you are the most powerful!

You always give us health, wealth and food

And altogether, you bring the good!

Shower us with more of these,

As we give you birthday wishes.

Give hapiness, sadness you may seize,

As we shower you with hugs and kisses.

Do keep guiding the world,

And happiness shall continue to unfurl.

Our praises might be less, but your blessings are more,

You are the key, to that magical door!

But we shall not be greedy, 

For we know You might not like that,

So we will change ourselves, be good citizens,

And stop being unhelpful brats.

We thank you for your lessons so far,

You make sweet from sour.

Happy Rama Navami, to one and all,

Let's pray to Rama, and he will respond to our call.




Comments

  1. VijayaMarch 30, 2023 at 11:18 AM

    Very excellent .wonderful poem about LordRama .I don't know how to praise u .Rama will gave u and ur parents ,sister very long añd healthy, life .God bless u my child . Anbudan Viji Patti .

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  2. Shyamala NMarch 30, 2023 at 12:24 PM

    That’s a brilliant piece of writing Shriyandhaa!! May Prabhu Shri Ramachandra bestow you with abundant happiness and prosperity kanna!!

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  3. AnonymousMarch 30, 2023 at 4:54 PM

    Very nice.Lord Rama will bestow you with Happiness and prosperity always!!

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  4. T.SrinivasanMarch 31, 2023 at 10:35 AM

    Good write-up. Keep it. May Lord SitaRam bless you with lots of happiness and prosperity in your life.

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