Thursday, March 23, 2017

Kannur! Lost have you, your Vision?

Aw! What is wrong there, Kannur,

Lost have you, your vision?

Smell don’t you the blood-odour,

Gushing as rivulets red in colour? 

 

Wanes the soul of soil, when

The pretty name, louts stain.

Ah! Dear natives, open your minds,

Isn’t the same, the hue of all blood?

 

No fear of remorse, rock the rogues

And chop into bits the rival’s figure,

Blotting the quiet, seen around,

Splashing unrest in profuse measure.

 

Guide,the privileged, the cohorts,

Who solely take on massacres.

Being aware naught of the upshots,

 spend their lives’ balance in jail.

 

“Lying there is not my kith or  kin,

Needless to indulge, I, in the issue!”

Keeping this thought so brutal in minds,

Ensure the leaders their safety in abodes.

 

Static lies in the soil’s lap,

The parents’ dear one in utter silence.

Can we measure the anguish, mother’s;

With her, will live no more her son.

 

Faded away father’s support

And gone in astray mother’s prop.

As torrents flow down tears in pain,

Making their visages lie drenched.

 

The values are in a numb stage 

and empathy and mercy as well.

Attains scarlet, the entire terrain.

One can sight there, scenes terrible.

 

Unease and anxiety gulp the vicinity. 

Aves and animals search their perches.

Expresses Nature her censure full;

Packed it, she has, in her heart.

 

Unable to eye the unkindest act,

Escapes Sun striding to west,

With a weighty heart full of murk,

Slides, he to hide in the sea.

 

Wraths of dirty politics set these;

Wreaths and crocodile tears displayed,

 And fake dirges and dramas staged,

O, pity! Any true mind, halt this killing.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Exit!



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On the Time-stage in
full swing,a ballet performs
the actress Winter.

 Role hers, denoting
 Distress, expresses she for
 Viewers stylishly.

Making the show safe
in hand, hides she  manager
 Sun’s ennui in heart.

Looms late, exits the
Stage early and during the
 Show dims He the light.

Partial is Sun to
The sweet spring with talcum on
 Face and blooms on hair.

Bearing broad grin, Sun
Greets his sweet love, Spring; with
Gloom, Winter exits.


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