ആശംസകൾ

ആശംസകൾ
നീലകടലൊരു മിന്നും പാവാടയും
മണല്ത്തരികൾ പച്ചപ്പാർന്നമേലാടയും
കരിനീലമുകിൽ കൂന്തൽ  ചീകികെട്ടി
അകലെ കിഴക്കോട്ടുനോക്കി കണ്ണുചിമ്മി
പൂവദനത്തിൽ സുര്യതിലകം ചാർത്തി .
സൗരഭ്യമേകുമാ  ഇളംകാറ്റിൽ
ലാസ്യഭാവമോടെ മലയൻറെ
പുത്രി അവൾ  പുഞ്ചിരിച്ചു .
ഹൃത്തിലാ.. അമ്പത്തൊന്
അക്ഷരമുത്തുക്കൾ ആഭരണമാക്കി .
ഇല്ലികൾ വള്ളികൾ കേര കൊറ്റക്കുടകൾ
ശോഭയേകി , പൂക്കൾചൂടി പെണ്ണവൾ
കണ്ണാടിപ്പുഴയിൽ നോക്കി.
വഞ്ചിപാട്ടും  ,കഥകളി മേളവും
കേട്ട്  ആടും മയിലായി മഴയിൽ നില്പു
വെൺആമ്പൽപൊയ്കകൾ താലമേകി
കരിയും നരിയും കിളി കൂട്ടുകാരും
ഇരവുംപകലും ആർപ്പുവിളിയുമായി
സഹ്യപുത്രിക്ക് ജന്മദിനാശംസയേകി.

BLACK

     The BLACK

Black you the super mass

Black you beloved pupil,

Black you the  shine

Blackboard with wisdom

Black, you the  coal kept

 the earth soul warmth 


Black you in the human race

designed skin and hair

Black you the black hole

Nothing can escape ..
he... BLACK
Black you the super mass
Black you the shine of
Blackboard with wisdom
Black, you the coal
kept earth soul warmth
Black, you designed skin, hair
beloved pupil to the race.
Black you the black hole
Nothing can escape...
Black you the super mass.

The Brood Nest Scrounger

The brood nest scrounger

Don’t call her the scrounger

The brood nest scrounger

She’s a homeless mother bird

She laid a grey shiny egg

In tears in a nest in cent percent trust

More blacken her name.

The brood nest scrounger.

More blacken her name.

The brood nest scrounger.

In reprieve, moved out of the spot

 A biological mother pleads

The little one in the shell

In plumage of brooding crow

No predators hurt you there

Nobody calls you a homeless there.

you get the warmth of a family 

The mother crow nap in dreams

Hatchlings hum crow over begins

 You hatched in the bouquet of love

A chip on the same block little chicks

The little dark birds “ koel or crow”.

Foster mother delighted in the world

Feeding each fledgling rose as one.

Little wings are stronger now

While singing you so sweet

Resemble your biological mother,

Go find out in the neighborhoods

Always crying for motherliness,

Hey world, don’t call her

“The brood nest scrounger”

Its the relation of two species.

Camouflage

The Camouflage

The Camouflage in the wilderness

Is Fine pretty and versatile?

While camouflaged humans

In Ignorance profound shoreline

With bows and arrows

Rudely nudely dances

They saw a man entering

Into the island with a raft

full of lovely flowers and fruits

Sudden showers of  arrows

Pierced the man's bone marrows

So cruel, skinned humans

Skin matches with an island The killer a Man The kill a Man Inept to spot each other This modern world. In the wilderness thrilled Killed and camouflaged.

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Bow Down to Your Feet

        Bow Down to Your Feet

Three by fourth of this sphere

In saline water, that’s your tears.

The heart thy core heaving..

In molten lava that’s your pains

In the endless tears and soreness

You open the green umbrellas

me to live in the lovely shade

Thinking about your pain,

I bow down to your feet

 Here nothing my pains

My daughter

    My daughter

 I got a descendant

She carries my traits

 My heart, my breath

 In the womb of my mind

I cloned her with words

Is it a poet’s kismet?

If world call her

 A beautiful “Poetry”

I will reach to you

In an imaginative world

I had lost everything

Alone in a meditation

But perceptions...

Metamorphosed me

I laugh, I cry and hides

From a crack to common

Surely I will reach to you

In poetic lines...That

Vibes pure love to all

MILES TO WALK

      Miles to walk

Walking throughout the park

So fast to shrink tummy fat

I heed someone laughing at me

Chirping birds in the bough

Playing cat in the bush

Kissing couples in the shade

Begging man near the stall

Butterflies sway on blooms

Kids kicking a football in the lawn

Dusk light sinking in the sea

Leaving green lush and the land

While crimson sky ready with

Little stars and the moon

The street light starts

Gleaming in the park

Hearing  birds rest in the nest

Wondered in all natural colors

 The fragrance of flowers in  green

Gardeners caretakers move around

While I sat on the cemented desk

The cool breeze touches sweat

But wheezing raising my chest

The tummy laughs at me  

Miles to walk for a lovely heart.

The Uniform Shirt

The Uniform Shirt

His wife took the uniform shirt

From almirah with tearful eyes

The gust of air with his body odor,

Sweat and blood in the border war

She saw the stars on its shoulder

But his soul shining at farther

The rude war lost him forever

With gallantry award and other honors

Only left the uniform in her hands

to remind sacrifice and love 

The martyr’s shirt, she kisses it

Her womb jerked with his fetus

Sheathed on her front and hugs

Heartbeats feel his warmness

Tears wiped by the shirt

Lonely ease the painful days

She the Season

       She the Season  

Seasons make relationships

Each season a treasure of our love

She makes spring with green colors

Where little butterflies dance

She makes the summer so hot

Where little birds tweet

Quenches thirst by juicy plums


dried lips with your sweet kiss.

She makes the autumn fall

Where we all sleep on a leafy mat

She makes the winter so cold

Where she masks my pain in the snow

Keeps the nest in warm love

So I adore "she" 

My soul, my heart the season.

Lunatic out

      A lunatic out..

I drank an old vine and

Kick in as clinging vine

That climbs on all trees.

Mood swinging of a lunatic out..

Grasshoppers jump with me

Bees that dance with me

 Buzzing in my ears

Hibernated rodents start claps.

The chilly wind tosses leaves

Whispers in my sleeveless coat

But the free will to climb warms-up.

The street light dims and glows

But I saw the nude tree

With broken barks looks

Like a white bottle brush.

 Keeps my chest on wood

Entwined hands-on branch

Like a snake in the loop

 Climbing up and up

Trustworthy tree

That makes me warm.

The full moonlight

Strewn snowflakes at me

Slipping my hands and legs

I fell on a mat of leaves

With a broken branch

I heard laughing song

O! lovely Nightingale..

I beat on the bottle

In unknown rhythm

And slept on the ground

So chilling thrilling winter.

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You fills the love.

 The sky fades

 In the dark cloud.

 I saw your eyes 

 In lighting your

Dimples shine

In rainbow your

Vivid garments stretch

In gentle breeze

Your hands hug.

In lovely rains

You fill the ocean

Of love in my heart

The Crystal Salt

  The crystal salt
Oh dear I am watching
Your endless tears, that
 Made oceanic waves
That gave me misty clouds
At last you..In a dawn
Covered the seashore
As the crystal salt layer
While I march
Giggles on my foot

With sickly smile

The sharp edges
of the crystal salts
Paining to me...
My knees down
pains never dry up.
you the lady with cool smiling waves
and paining sharp
the crystal salt...

The Man with Wings.

 

The Man with Wings.

The Man on a ground

Watches hawks in the sky

Up and down moves his hand

Hop and hop lift the toes

Triple jump stretching wide

Wing muscles that soft and stiff.

Raise the head to be proud

With the eyes focus highs

Like a bird, the Man begins fly

Woo! Float with clouds..

Ha...ha. Whistling out loud

See the rivers, see the mountain

See the home ground from highs

Full of green and earthly life

While you fly spot the hawks

 With claws comes very close.

It can glide...it can hurt but

Keep the space up and down

Never think you will slip

 You can fly you can fly

Eminence bids “You the man

With wings...With wings”

Neelakurinji Blooms

 Neelakurinji blooms...

On the rocky mountain

 Misty clouds floating amid

the herds of grazing Nilgiri Tahr.

In thunder and lightning

Dancing peacocks welcome

Woo! The serene beauty

Enchanting ascend of  blooms

Holding the rainbow butterflies

From valleys to the sky “the blue’”

“Neelakurinji” mounts

She is wet in raindrops

Towards the Munnar peaks

After 12 years wait

She meets her lord richly.

In lush and lust it leans

 On the sternum of peaks

She brought the season

Of charming love..

Dawn to dusk dappled

The lovebirds are singing.

Around the elegant blooms

Buzzing honeybee’s lips

Inside the petals 

She gifts sachet of

Yellow pollen gems.

 The pistil pot on her hip

With sweet nectar and scent

Flows like a stream to down

Patting hairy leaves sways

In the chilling wind.

You were in the climax.

The world Praises, You!

Before breaking depart “Masting”

Making the fondness

Neelakurinji  the beauty

Momentous  in Mountain.

After 12 years wait..

A Young Sailor

    A Young Sailor..

 I saw a young sailor

 In the sea of music

His oars look like violin

Move with rhythmic waves

He is reaching towards the

Hall of music...

Oh! The bad fate, speedy

Killer sharks fleets

Wrecked the ship of life

Crushed strings and dreams

He reaches to heaven

In divine music.

Fictions..

       Fictions...

Humans love fictions

Fictions in literary dictions

Fictions excellent fictions or

Fictions unworthy fictions, mind

Causes high tensions,

Fictions further make fractions,.

Subdivisions and addictions

Fractions in the land,

Delusions and deadly frictions

O! Fictions made that friction 

For landing in abstract heaven

Forgets the fellow human

Forgets vital facts of this earth

Fictions need new editions.