VILLAGE BOYS

      VILLAGE BOYS

At the doorway of the village

Dawn scatters golden beams,

The curtain of mist bi-parts

Spring blooms in the sweet fragrance

Rocking band of birds in branches

Gentle breeze tunes the song

Moves through the paddy fields

Little village hero boys wake up

Wipes the gloominess on the face..

Yawning, whistles to the neighborhood

From the huts cooking aroma rolls up

Milking horned cattle’s in the shed

Watching the udder sucking calves

 Oxcarts moving with laden coconuts in streets

Hira hira,  whips strip thigh skin with hits.

 Bicycle bells ringing on the time.

The little roving gangs are ready…

Let us do the cattle’s   graze in fields

Climb on the trunks of a mango tree

Descend like bats and eat plums

Move with swarms in the wilderness

Tasting sweet honey and few stings

Haha laughs like crazy boys in pain…

Collect stumps from bushes  

So soon group the games  

Ends with the livid fights

Coloured buttons scattered down

The trousers wore are torn

Hey, Dude who is close to home

 “Throw them a bone” of the size

Wipes the gloominess on the face..

Attributes win the hearts

They are the village boys

Writing on the Mountain rocks

Carving names on the barks

Hiding tools in the box

Keeping always smile of friendship

They are village boys

In lunkis and turbans

Gather at the coconut farms

Toddy and the beedis on their Lips

 The cheerful party begins

 Lovesome boys became petty tyrants

Some elders gave beats with a cane stick

 Ayooo ayoo… Screaming for the help

Then jumping into the pond and swims

Taking bamboo poles strings and hooks

With earthworm baits, catching a lot of fish

 Kept in mudpot covered in coco leaves

Enjoying in the eves…the village boys

Enjoying each ride very carefully.

The lantern flared up into the streets.

The witch and wizards stories haunting

The Granny always warn with that

 Gleaming moon and scintillating stars in the sky

Flared up fireflies as buds in the bushes

The village stories and scary beliefs

Mesmerizingly comes and goes in their way

But they are brave and brash

Boys in the warmth of the blush

Endures pure air, water, and land

Lifetime happiness 

 Reborn in villages as village boys.

Death.

Death... Silence...Silence

Sadden or delighted relations

But the life cycle continues..

Many those lived together

Now lost in the emptiness

The silence of heart, lungs..

The silence of a million cells

Silence.. Silence... Silence

Soil with worms and microbes

Tore’s soft  skin and bones

Remnants as the carbon rocks

In the heap of soil with grasses

If Spiritual say the soul

Enlighten and moved up

Death is the silence silence

Lived here that is the fulfillment.

Hello Sister..

    Hello Sister

You reverent mother

You reverent sister

I saw you in hospitals

Obliging to patients.

I saw you in schools

Teaching   students

I saw you with poor,

Vow s and prayers.

Soothed their sorrows.

Sister, you calmly smiles

While something hides.

I saw you in the streets

In the gods own country

Gods call, for the truth

“The justice for women”

You the reverent sister.

"DJ"Party.

      

DJ Party

Shocking party in a jungle

Under the heavenly roof

Stage décor by Full Moon

The curtain by falling snows

And Stars made flashlights

In a Niche under canopies

Woo” whistling chilly breeze

The wild life’s rocks rocks

"DJ" party in full swing.

Wolves in pack howling high

Twilight spots guide for others

The ramp on rocks, at top of the den

 The roaring lion with its pride.

The ramp on meadow mats in green

Trumpets of an elephant with their herd

Remix of monkeys on fruitful boughs

Haha Hissing snakes in the holes

Baba buzzing wasps in the comb

Folk tuning locust on yellow leaves

Gleaming bucks with white spots

Jumping on riverside grunts

Bulls and lambs with shining eyes

Rock on Rock on Full moon Night.

All the bird's wings, mash-up song

Hooting owls with camera eyes

Hovering bats flapping wings

Echoes broadcasting obstacles in woods

Rock on Rock on this full moon Night

 Lightning and thunder in the pretty rains

The lush woods, smiley streams in dance

"O! Dancing Jungle" in its full swing.

Our Hearts in Love

Our Hearts In Love.

From my artery

Blood transferred

To her vein.

It is gushing

Through the tubes.

River of life...

In direction of love

She murmured

In  Circadian Rhythms

My name many times

Now there is no wall

Now there is no war

 Our hearts in love.

I will grow (revised post)

  I WILL GROW..
Throw me towards the soil.
Throw me towards the sea waves
Throw me towards the hot desert.
Throw me towards the bare mountain.
I will grow ..I will grow…I will grow.
I will grow, this earth is my home.
Don’t throw dust into my eyes..
Don’t confine me in concrete floors.
Don’t dump me in noxious plastic drums.
Indeed after this dormancy... I will grow
I am a dry seed designed by nature..
I am a dry seed designed by nature..
This earth is my home.
Need a little water, free air and
The glow of light, I will grow.. I will grow.
A baby plant enclosed a dream of vivid growth.
In the tough coat, makes free of stress.        
Robust faith in the stem, roots searches in deep.
Evergreen foliage come up   with time
Come up come up chirrups of little birds and blooms.
A dry seed awakes the aesthetic growth.
I will grow.. this earth is my home
I am a dry seed designed by nature..
I will grow …I will grow.
                       vblueinkpot.

In the shade of a tree..

I saw a firm shady tree 

At the gateway of RCC

Thiruvananthapuram.

Trunk with broken barks,

Leafy branches sways

No fragrance of flowers

No single birds’ sounds

The gush  of people

Meets here with pains

In rain or hot shine

In the shade of the tree. 


helping hands of god seen

sharing the bowl of porridge,

Hopes for better Medicare.

What happens on the floors?

The tree can see and speak

The doctors and nurses

On their toes in rounds

Infant to old in tubes,

tubes that feeding painkillers. 

Patients find soothe.


sometimes so cruel this fate.

Restless bystanders 


with aching hearts.

The brutal gene in the planet

made this "Burning pain "and “cries”

Long queue in each ward

Long queue in labs

Some are seen in streets

Out of stock medicines

Out of working machines

In an emergency sprint to miles.

Oncogenes are cut off

biopsies, therapies, autopsies


the ambulances sound.

Once the day of healing arrives

In the shade of the tree

 Little buds may smile

 Little birds might sing

“Heart of the tree while weeps


 in deep serene"...

കണ്ടുഞാൻ ആ തണൽമരത്തെ
തലസ്ഥാനനഗരിയിൽ  "RCC"പടിവാതിലിൽ
അന്ന്മഞ്ഞണികിങ്ങിണി പൂക്കൾ ഏറെയില്ല
കളംകളം പാടും കിളികളും,ഏറെയില്ല
ആ കൊന്നമരത്തെ..
കർക്കിടക പേമാരിയിൽ,
പച്ചക്കുടയുംവിടർത്തി
തൊക്കുക്പൊള്ളും ചൂടിലിലും
കുളിർ കാറ്റുതീർത്തുംതനിച്ചു
നിൽക്കുന്ന ആ കൊന്നമരത്തെ.

ഉറ്റവർത്തൻ തീരാവേദനയിൽ
സ്വാന്തനത്തിനു ഒരുവാക്കുമായി
സ്നേഹത്തിനു ഒരുപൊതിച്ചോറുമായി
എത്തിടുമ്പോൾ കാണണം
പാറാവുകാരൻ ആ കൊന്നമരത്തെ.

ഓൺകോജീനുകൾ "കരിക്കുന്നതും
മുറിച്ചുമാറ്റുന്നതും" കരച്ചിലുകളും
കണ്ടുംകേട്ടും മരവിച്ചു ആമനസ്സ്
ചിരിക്കും പൂക്കൾവിരിക്കും
അബാലവൃദ്ധജനങ്ങളോടും
രോഗശമനം എത്തുമാദിനത്തിൽ.
കണ്ടുഞാൻ ആ തണൽമരത്തെ.
തലസ്ഥാനനഗരിയിൽ  "RCC" പടിവാതിലിൽ.

The Dandelion Seed

    The Dandelion Seed.

I saw a seed that dazzles

In the cradle of lean fibers

The tiny wrinkled seed that smiles

Floats with clouds in the sky

Listens to humming wind.

I saw the seed that dazzles

As earrings dangle down

On twigs of leaves and buds

Murmurs with butterflies compound eyes

Moving over the paddy fields

Where the harvesting birds tweets

It crosses the embankments

Wide open fibers spinning,  

O” rolling then slanting

In sun rays shining, leisurely landing

I saw the seed that dazzles.

My childish mind was blown

Started running behind

While touches meadows

I caught up it in my hands

 pats and kisses with care.

It crackles the sweetest smile.

Turgid with love “The Dandelion Seed”

Resumes growth in the homeland.

A delightful memory..

A delightful memory..

The nostalgia colored my mind with a paradise

The majestic temple, statues and lushly compound

Wow ! the fragrance of champak flowers in memories

Chanting temple friends under the banyan tree

Feeble sound waves move over the green fields,

Through the loudspeakers, tied to the tallest coconut trees.

With a fresh mind and body, I sprint to join.

Devotees  are busy with temple rituals and calls for

Offerings of deity “Payasam” and sweet “Unniyapam”

I am on toes and unable to glimpse the divine face

Towards the sanctum all hands in faith and eyes in tears.

Lighted diyas, mantras, and ding dong sounds

 I tried to push with them but endeavor in vain.

 In that throng, chuck out back with a fall

While  got a helping hand with winning a smile

A  friend  indeed took me up .with a pat

 Merry go round  with him , eating nuts and candies a lot

 In  imperial decorations of  prestigious festival day

Wandered back and forth in a devotional spirit.

 The greenish  ponds quench a heartfelt  thirst

Even slept in the land, without listening sounds

 Jumps in the ponds long hours swim and splash

More boys added to our company in push and pull

Each jump with a gulp, duckweeds filled in the stomach.

Water lily roots entangled us in the marshy mud.        

Uprooting  the blooms and sugarcane at the shores

 Dives again  in eating, whistling and laughing  a lot

 The elephant that eating the palm leaves afar

In Golden caparison, looks like a hulk in chains..

Warns us with trumpets and daunting ivory tusks.

Symphony of birds lead by kukoos in sacred groves

 Let us go, sweet mangoes, jamun, and guavas are  their

But spiny Calamus  rotang canes twisted like snakes

Going on each branch with the spiny bouquet of  flowers

Collected  dragon sticks and hit on the bundles

While collecting the fruits bleed with prickly twigs.

Hey Friends! My Legs unable to move punctured a lot

Fast squeezed tulsi leaves pour on the burning wounds

Relaxes under the banyan tree with beloved friends.

Recollected the boyhood stage with a few lines

 The rest as a tale, it continues in my way of life.

                                              Vblueinkpot