Publisher's NoteTamil is a language having a long, glorious history of Poetry, rich in style and content. Right from ancient poetry with rhyme and rhythm which has been evolving into free verse, modern poetry and neo-poetry with the passage of Time, updating itself without losing its essential distinct traits and continuity.Nesamithran is a contemporary poet whose poems are sincere, poignant dealing with the intricate nuances of human feelings and sensations in a way that impacts the readers a great deal, enabling them to see and scale their own inner depths. In this small volume some 20 poems of Poet Nesamithran are rendered in English with the wish to enable the discerning readers of the wide world to have a peep into the realm of Nesamithran's Poesy.NESAMITHRAN(TAMIL POET) is the pseudonym of S.Thiruramsankar (b. 1979). He is a poet, fiction writer, translator and activist who is based in Dindigul, Tamil Nadu, India. Most of his works are centered around feminism and about the metaphoric impact of science in cultural body of the contemporary Indian milieu. His first poetry collection was 'Cartoon Bommaikku Kural Koduppaval' (A girl who gives 'voice over' for cartoons ) consisting of poems with complex pictures from everyday life and nature which reveal a mystic insight to the universal aspects of the human mind.Being the editor- in- chief for a little magazine 'Valasai' (Migration) since 2010 which concentrates on the Politics of Body, LGBT, Autism, Child Abuse and artists in exile.A complete collection of reviews upon emerging Tamil poetry ''Uthirikalinneelappadam" and his second poetry anthology 'Manpuzhuvin NankavathuIthayam" are released this year. He has co-edited a collection of short stories "irandu pixel kuraivanakadavul " along with its reviews which speaks upon existence and evolution of third sex, Body politics and exile literature . His works were part of an international anthology based on Global harmony and peace compiled by Mr.Madangandhi .EXCERPTS FROM POET NESAMITHRAN'S 'WHY DO I WRITE?'In times of intense crisis, abject helplessness, overwhelming love, unquenchable longing that accompanies parting, while staring at a sea, a mount aimlessly, seeing unseeing, in the vacuum of searching for a star in vain, my poem might come into being. Nothing more I want than remaining hale and healthy with a steady hand to write till I die. SAMPLE POEM FROM THIS VOLUMEUpon the tower of absurditythe bird 'Miracle'has laid egg.For someone unknown to offer prayerIt has to fly and reveal itselfevery now and then For love to be hatchedhow much more prayersorhow many more half-circles.Wolf raised by gambler - this hungry loveThe dice roll obeying your winkThe Sun, yesterdayThe Stars, todayAt least tomorrow, As fondly suffering defeat at the hands of child your dice may let you win.I am an atom of water that has by mistake got into the air inside your football.Have mercy and release me.In your book of chant invoking the evil spiritI am a word.For ages I have been spelt with violent passion.Please give me some respite.suffice that pausewhen the rain that pours on an oyster turned upside downtrying to nurture a gravel mushroomI would extract my rib-cage from my femur.