My Poems

Bathed by nature Blown dry by human Autumn leaves in the rain (Hint: I wonder why they use the leaf blower when it is raining...)

Evening Came but Night Didn't Evening came but night didn't. The setting sun has melted Onto the windshields of the cars  No more birds in the sky Evening came; But night didn't How can it come Without you returning home? There is no sleep for me I await your return There is no night for today

The Date You picked me up at the crack of dawn What a day it has been! You made me laugh,  You made me cry I went all the way to the top And then came crashing down And went back up again As if on a roller coaster I ate, I drank I thought, I imagined I dreamt Now that night has fallen I resign to sleep's awaiting arms Hopeful that tomorrow O life I'll have a date with you again  

I asked the stream  How do you keep yourself so pure  She answered  "Keep moving, keep moving"  I asked the wind  How do you keep yourself so fresh  He answered  "Keep moving, keep moving"  I asked the chirping little bird How do you keep yourself so happy  She answered "Keep moving, keep moving"  I asked the mountain range  How do you keep yourself so peaceful  He answered "Keep moving, keep moving"  And I was as surprised as you!

(അരിമഥ്യ നാട്ടില്‍ എന്ന രീതി)  എന്നെയടിമത്ത - ത്തീന്നും രക്ഷിപ്പാന്‍  എന്നുവരും എന്റെ - രക്ഷകനേശു?  ഞാനോരിടം വന്നു - മരണത്തെ വെന്നു  നീ വിശ്വാസത്താല്‍ - ഗതി പ്രാപിക്ക

[Not a poem but a thought fragment]   Like a little kid Who broke open the kaleidoscope To discover, to his disappointment, That the intricate patterns inside Were just the reflections on the mirrors Of the boring world outside The self Broke open the mind To discover, to its dispassion, That the intricate patterns inside Were just the reflections on the senses Of the inactive world outside

On a carpet of fallen leaves Stands a tree clothed with ripe old leaves  That all look the same, wavering in the cool breeze ...  Suddenly, one of them begins to fall. How unique its fall! Gently, gently Twirling, gently It moves down The leaf moves The wind moves The earth moves The mind moves What is it really? The moment it hits the ground It is part of the fall carpet; They all look the same From oneness to oneness Journeys the autumn leaf With its fall.

Like a flake of snow, Softly, Came Friday night.

There were no tears to be shed There were no words to be said [The body of the poem should have come here But, you see, it is empty] True love and true friendship Is about letting go

[Not quite a poem but still poetic, i suppose :-] The last hour is longer than the last day; The last minute is the longer than the last hour; The last moment is the longest -  For it lasts forever!

The winds gave tongues to the trees

When walking back home tipsy The chirping birds remind me It is three in the morning

He whose thoughts bring a gentle smile to my lips;  He whose thoughts bring a tiny tear to my eyes; I love them both

I was in church It was the Sunday after Easter The day when Jesus appeared in the closed room. During the sermon, When the priest was talking about the appearance, My thoughts wandered...  To the closed room that my heart was He knocked I wanted to open the door But I was afraid Yet, he entered. How did he get in? How did he get the keys? Then I smiled. The door to the heart is not opened by a key.

उसने मुझसे पूछा , मैं ने मना किया ।   उसने मुझसे पूछा, फिर से मना किया ॥ उसने मुझसे पूछा, मैं ने ना न कहा ।   उसने मुझसे पूछा, मैं ने हाँ कर डाला ॥ मैं ने उसको रोका, उसने मना किया । मैं ने उसको रोका, फिर से मना किया ॥ मैं ने उसको रोका, उसने ना न कहा ॥ मैं ने उसको रोका, वह मुझको बदल डाला ॥   ( Beginning He asked me, I said no.   He asked me, I said no again. He asked me, I didn't say no; He asked me, I said yes. I stopped him, he said no; I stopped him, he said no again. I stopped him, he didn't say no; I stopped him, he changed me forever! )

This Time, this Space - Just for me; This Time, this Space - Best for me!

O Mirror!  I am so jealous of you; How many times you have seen my Beloved in all her beauty!

I asked the mountains They did not answer; I asked the seas They did not answer; I asked the winds They did not answer; I asked the trees They did not answer; I asked the moon She did not answer; I asked the sun He did not answer; Then I realized That the answer to some questions Is silence.

Oil rigs   Christmas trees   Of the ocean

Even when dying  The autumn leaves  Enjoy the fall