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.

17 comments:

  1. Hari Om
    Oh this is heart-rending Sarala... Politics the world over is descending into chaos, one feels, but when it reaches the level of bloodshed, Mankind has fallen the way of the beasts. YAM xx

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  2. All sides use sickle an hammer as their main weapons. Hope this carnage stops soon.

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  3. Yes, it is heart wrenching. Sometimes I feel there is no recourse at all the hatred and negativity shown by human beings. Where did the mother of a murderer go wrong in her upbringing?

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  4. In unease and anxiety, leave the vicinity
    The aves and animals in search of their perches.
    Unable to eye the unkindest act the Sun
    With heavy heart tries to hide behind the sea.

    Beautiful lines...

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  5. thoughtful and beautifully penned

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  6. i guess if you change the place name, it s applicable to any city..

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  7. It is really sad, but it seems to be happening everywhere in India. Why this hatred among people that too youngsters, one just cannot understand

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  8. The poems english version touches the heart more.

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  9. you have brought out the tragedy really well in your words. it is immensely sad what is happening there. right title for the current situation

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