A River Abode
Ode to Trichnopoly
A song I composed that is partly inspired by Rahman’s Vellai Pookkal and the song from Mahanadi. If my hometown had a soundtrack, this would be it.
A River Abode
Fat Winston smoked her fine cheroots
Where many a Chola proclaimed their roots
Carved in stone and temples made
Etched copper of their greatness bade
Won many a battle with sword and blade
Timeless tales and lore of old, stories told
Of great kings and even greater deeds
Of rivers surge, and pastures green,
To east and west, their ships did sail,
Trading gems, pearls, and good tidings
Where a spider, an elephant, even ants prayed
To the Yogic God who helped a boy defy Death
Where King Charred Legs, split and dammed the river in spate
Where the Preserver lies in a tranquil state
Cunning Clive laid a siege at her gate
Which still stands, with a defiant grin
Fat Winston smoked her fine cheroots
Where many a Chola proclaimed their roots
Rajhesh