On A Listless Noon
on a listless noon!
&
the noon sits heavily upon the earth-
the sullen wind grumbles through the tired leaves-
the trees droop down their gloomy branches-
the roadside noises punch my aching head;
the clouds are stickily stagnant
as the moss -spread on a soulless lake-
the time fades lazily
as the curling smoke thread from the incense stick-
one by one the black clouds devour the afternoon sun
and the sun wriggles out of their throats sluggishly-
the nature is listless and sober
as my dreams of life!
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He sits in Stony Silence!
He sits in stony silence;
Looks vacant and distant;
Sans reasons laughs to himself.
Ever seems in unfamiliar lands;
Aeons away from the present or future;
Light-years away from simplest interests;
Not alive to his own existence;
In speechless dialogue with a bodiless soul;
Pain or pleasure pitifully fail in him.
O! ... my mind weeps in torrents;
Waves of sadness crash on my shores;
O God! All say Almighty!
Could you not thrash out the pitiless spirits
That consume one's life and respect
Sucking the soul pithless to the core?
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The Rain Reads Its Book In Dull Low Monotone
the rain reads its book
in dull low monotone
throughout the day
like a devoted school-boy-
it doesn't look like a storm as predicted
except for rough winds without fury -
the arrogance of a rogue storm
is totally absent-
or does it weep over
a denial of its dear demand by nature?
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I Have A Friend Who Keeps For Morrows
i have a friend who keeps for morrows
&
i have a friend deeply meditative
blessed with thoughtful writing-
his devotion to God so deep
that he talks in undertones
not to disturb Him even-
but one problem ever with him
he scarcely writes keeping it for morrows-
believes he would have verve and resolve
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Gulmohar's Seed-pods
gulmohar's seed-pods
since the advent of spring season in april
crores of blossoms of gulmohar
in waves after waves turned the tree top
in riotous red carpeting the green-
it is september; the tree looks plundered-
a few flowers here and there look weary too-
a hundred or so sheathed swords
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I Am A Bachelor!
Darling dear!
I am a bachelor-
My eyes
know not the tear buds!
My mind
is a stranger to traumas!
My lips,
you know, scatter only
the laughing stars!
My legs
in intoxication of overflowing joy
dance on unsteady feet!
Therefore, my love,
rush to me
and into me!
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My Boss is My ' Mınd '.
My boss is my ' Mind '-
I am his only ' stenographer '
But insincere and inefficient;
My boss ever walks on my head;
He is very fast in dictation
Ever agile and sleepless-
He cares not I take down or not-
He has no time to look back
To worry on these small issues!
My notepad is full of hurried scribblings
Which are beyond me even to decipher!
I miss many many but record only a few-
All mutilated and out of context and bruised
But my boss never asks for the draft
Yes, he has no time to look back!
Never he condemns me
But will say ' you are only the loser! '
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In Her Eyes Soft Silky Dreams..!
In her eyes
soft silky dreams..
In her breaths
flute's mellifluous tunes...
In sunrise-hued face
two rising full moons..
Within these moons roll
two pitch dark nights..
In the core of these nights
sparkle star diamonds....
O..these twinkling stars
the eyes of the lustful male storms..
The warfield wherein hot arrows of love
whiz past in billions...
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A Dishonesty Has Crept In Me
a dishonesty has crept in me
&
a dishonesty has crept in me.
designs a lie in my mouth
enacts dramas with encounters imaginary,
dreads its vulnerabilities,
writes more scripts to cover up,
and more rehearsals within myself,
restless rollings on a wakeful fear,
the loud hammering of sounds of seconds,
suspicions flood my aching eyes,
and the brain soaks in sweat,
my conscience exiting me punches me hard-
o what a life! a single lie has bled me pale
at last i accept my lie gathering all boldness
now peace floods me with grace
and sleep showers soft blossoms on my soul!
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Casually I Raise My Head Into The Skies
casually i raise my head to the skies
&
casually i raise my head to the skies
bereft of thoughts in gloom-
yes, i get my enlightenment
and my disease is dispelled-
there above amidst the white clouds
the orphaned moon flake sobs in sorrow-
a few days ago it was the queen of the night
with silver-plated smile priding amidst the stars-
life is never ever smooth and song-full;
one day beautiful and brilliant and brimming with thoughts
the next day drier more than a desert fuming emptiness-
yes, i am reminded of 'shakespeare's lines
'books in brooks and sermons in stones'!
--s.chandra kalaadhar
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