Momma's Note...

Your never ending letters and notes expressing “Mom, I love you. Because you love me, you cooks for me, you play with me, you are my best friend…” sheds light on me making me smile and laugh even in bitter times. Your endless prattle, constant nagging, mischievousness, impulsiveness and emotions leave me helpless, tears.

Sometimes I cuddle you in Joy,

At times I crush you in despair…

Yet, none can understand you better than I do because you are my tot. As you celebrate your birthday tomorrow ( 10/12/10 ) I wish you grow up like a titan and keep smiling, be innocent and cheerful as always you are. I admire you for the way you shower eternal love and care on each and everyone; irrespective of friends or strangers. I am proud of your selfless nature and sharing outlook. And yes, the name Krishna suits you the best.

I am an infant mom and I wish to be the same forever so that I can learn from you.

Love,

Amma.

The Submit

( An attempt to write instant verses )

The blot in heaps,

The knot in deep,

A lot she weeps,

And in hope she sleeps.

In hot she bleeds,

A lot she pleads,

The jot in screeds,

And in rope she sleeps..

( The present situation of my Motherland)

Can I Ignite Your Minds?

Days end up in fights,

To mend you all in bright

Can't stand in tight,

Alas! ye never heed my right.

Oh! Don't show the slight,

leaving me in fright.

Can ye hear my plight,

And ye will be in heights.

( The verses are dedicated to MY NIOS 12th students on the occasion of Children's Day. Though my students are Adolescents, I consider them as children :D. I hope that they will understand my plight and will change for the BEST. Happy Children's day :-) )

To my Sculptuors

No matter where,how and with whom I live,
You will be remembered in every breath of my life,
You may cease to exist,
But ye imprint persists.
For you have craved me..
And you both are my sculptors..

Parents are the true sculptors of children.If a child astray from its path, the society blames the parents for wrong upbringing.But if a child succeeds, we glorify the child and forgets the sculptors.Strange!

Birthday Wishes!

Dear Karmanna,

Neither an ocean of words,
Nor a fusion of rhymes..
Just a heartfelt wish..
That makes you smile..

May your joy climbs
as you blow the candles..
May your smile sprawls.
as you count the wishes...

Happy Birthday to you...

May you have a blessed life forever..

Birthday Wishes!

Dear Prasanth,

Gifts fade with passing of time,
Words remain constant with rhyme,
But my heartfelt wishes climb..
For your joy,life& prime.

Forget a galore hi
which you never get,
Feel the afew dearly wishes
You are bestowed with...

Happy Birthday to You

May the almighty bless you with happiness,health,wealth and wisdom and everything you yearn for.

The tourney decade over,
The briny year no more..
Oh!Make up the yore..
To awake n score

I prize the gold,
leaving the odd,
But I retrieve the old
To behold the untold.

With goal on hold.
Without being cold..
But being bold,
I behold- remold my world.

To My Cradle......The Perpetual Truth..

Would you listen to your daughter’
Who sings from far away,yet who swings close to you?
Whose cradle still sways there at your place…
Whose roots and blood remains at your space?

Would thyself give the same warmth as before?
Fondling with love..
Embracing with winter breeze&western ghats…
Splashing streams in face…
Soothing eyes with paddy sprawls..
Making merry with carnivals and shrines?

I flew away with knot …
Still thy lived within mine …
I clasped thine all through…Mother Mine…
Thy memories fresh beneath my nest..
Can I loose them from my treasure chest?
A cremains I’m in thy absence!

When the waves bang me…
When the pain pierce my heart..
Where would I confide Dear mother mine?
Nowhere to go when I turn roofless..
Nowhere a lap to lean or nap..
A warp I’m without you..

When I knock you and bawl…
Embrace me with thy kindness…
I raveled through diverse mist
Yet I traveled through my roots…
I wish to retrace to my berth
As thy daughter forever…

No thought can detach me..
From my cradle….
Stem where I blossomed…
Source of my blood and identity..
The place I belong to…
And the perpetual truth of my life….


(Here Mother denotes hometown,roots....
Root is the place we belong to.And it is the base of our existence and identity.
When a daughter is born in a family,everyone choirs:'God has bestowed with Lakshmi'.But when the same daughter gets married,the Lakshmi turns into 'parAya'. Strange isn't it?Legally,a married daughter belongs to her husband's place.But By heart she belongs to her cradle.No thoughts or theory can deny this perpetual truth.)

Window in Eternity..........

Unruffled window stood in eternity...
Songs of sparkling stars,glittering sun
Moon beam were heard from the window...
It coughed drooping leaves&twilit...
It showed Blooming buds and fragrance...
Alas!I never woke up.

I clutched my hands to the grills...
Oftimes...briny drops kissed the grills..
I leaned..and counted stars....
I sensed the world...
Oh! i never sensed the window...

Pall camouflaged ...
I dribbled through the pane...
ofttimes i shut & battered...
Yet It embraced my heartless thoughts..

I 'grew' and agnised...
Evermore undiminishing light remains
AS Beacon forever in my life...

Indeed,Dad is the window of my life...
the roots of my thoughts&seed of my wisdom..

Dad-My guide to the world around!

Endurer...

Poems glorify her graceness,

Epics spells her power,

History spoke her strength,

Pictures reveal her beauty,

Couldn't reveal her mystery.

A bread winner at times,

The chord of every nest,

A Banyan for her folks,

A lullaby for her clan,

A synonym of endurance...

Woman.

Eternal Wonder...

No love is greater than her

No warmth is bigger than her
Her love is always ther
Mayn't a laugher
Never a harsher
For certain a tougher
But a gentle toucher
An eternal lender
The highest kinder
Ageless well wisher
The greatest teacher
The priceless wonder..
Mother

Victim

Her scream echoed across the ocean.

Alas,None heard the painful fusion.

Elated ogre rendered a grin...

It peeled her tender skin

Flesh ripped and bruised flutterd in ache...

Clothes torn and scattered in heartache...

Heart yelled with constant knots..

Where to ride and how to die?

Gown camouflaged her frame,

Oh!couldn't conceal her shame.

Streets choired the satire tone...

Beats of jeer and twit were thrown

Yearned a shelter to reach and rest..

Ah! she earned the screech and dust

Songs of heedless played through the flute....

Daughters and mothers followed the mute.

Where to ride in the world of wide?

No where to go,no place to hide.

Folks bugled the best curseword

and she became the street's jailbird.

Oh! world large and wide...

Alas,hearts small with pride!

Force spoke their common troth

Rotten and sloth became the oath

Wolves scratches lovely daughters..

Alas,No thought touches the devil mashers.

Beasts relish lovely pleasures...

and daughters burried as eternal martyrs.

Toiling Tots

A seven letter word pierce like a roar

It takes the soul and crushes like a sword

The dawn rings in the wonted tone....

To sweat,strain and relish the groan..

Colourful cohorts gaze and dance to seek

Some toil and wage to keep..

Abide the whipping songs of masters...

Oh!to feed grains to their folks

They gain and learn life..

Alas,discard and burry their little life..

Rules shower thousand rights...

Still they ravel in voiceless plights...

Afew rings em child and alots yell labour

Neither a child,nor a labour...

Bare victim of seven letter word

Poverty.

Threnody of a bud

Listen to the scream of the bud.

Could any see the tiny heart's crud?

Birds,Fawns,flowers,lambs bloom.

A holy child I' am in a gloom.

A blooming bud and naive,

Yet the wise men gifted a churlish heave

My heart torned with a hurricane cleave,

I stood with a throbbing greave.

Alas,Alas, no longer a knowledge den,

I scorn from this glen.

Ah,i can't hold a quill pen.

O Lawmen save me from the den.

O Wise men, look at my briny eyes,

trembling hands and shivering legs.

O elders,my heart flutter with ache,

For the tyrant wrath i taste

O' the scholars,what ye preach

Song of love or anguish tone?

O the mentors,what ye teach?

Wisdom words or boorish note?

I hopped and sprawled to learn,

Alas, I sensed only the spurn.

O wise men,let them smile and seek

Never let them wail and weep.

(This is a poem on corporal punishment.)

Eternal Phantom....

Ah,beguiled heart whispered about your retrace,

I danced with joy,draped dress of ye dearie shade.

Oh! A lots to ask,dozens to share.

Momma...where were you in the yore?

You left me in a cage,

I missed you through my voyage,

Will you be with me in the coming age?

I can't lose you from my stage.

Ye wailing tot ablooms and mellows,

Voice hums and sings cradle songs,

Listen to my motherly melodies.

In a moment,i heard ye footsteps.

I flew to welcome you with hugs

O dear! A deception that was

Neither in my eyes nor in my arms,

I sensed my perpetual illusions.

Raw version can be read here

Tarnished Feminity

A poem i wrote last year..Here i'm posting the refined version

Cradled n fondled angels

Paddled in fantasies

Doodled dreams and desires.

Alas, the Living crusades,
and devilish mashers,

Saddled them impure n inglorious.

Life eternal in fear and night.

Life of pawn,bosom &plight.

Nobody to share wail &pain

No mass to leaven and liven

Not a soul to wipe the tears,

and propel their desires.

Yet,they yearn for solace,

But tarnish hover as belace.

Ah,flesh gaged forever,

Sorrows concealed ever,

Suffers the blemish forever,

Desires folded ever.

Can cleanse the sin forever,

Withal,seen as 'workers' ever..

Morrow lost forever,

Worn life endures ever...

Birthday Wish For Flying Pooh.....

Your words are so sweet as sugary
Your thoughts are serene as moony
Your space rhyme with honey
Your pals are lovely as Cherry
I’ve fallen in love with honey
Hope you will enjoy my buddy...

Here Comes my wish Vinny....

Happy Birthday Sweety...

PS:Click each line.I've given link to KK songs in each verse.

In Life's journey...
People make entry and exit..
Some lit candles..
Others blow candles
In the wonderful journey...
At time riders push us...
We gaze around seeking...
a back up to jog on...
Often another fellow traveller..
Hold us and lead through out...
To reach the destination.


PS:This is neither a poem nor a prose.

Memories Linger.....

The Festival of
harvest and crackers came
Reluming the unfaded childhood
Memories of joy,fun and frolic..
Good old days bygone forever...
Neither I’m a child now
Nor there is fun….
the memories linger....


Yesteryears! A nectar it was….
Vibrant,naive&golden..
green aboard with crystal heart.
Pallid and rusty..
Lead puzzles and mystery..
Neither the happiness…
Nor the innocenece…
The memory lingers..


Bond & joy swung and sang…
No 'I' or 'Mine'
Smile bloomed from heart...
Jump for joy lost..
Bond swirls and droops..
Teeth are white and bright..
But smiles are pale and plight…
Pleasures&Pleasance present…
And we long for bliss...
The memory lingers..….

Happy Birthday Dhanzzz....

On your Special Day....
I wish to say.....
I'm there always to
Love you like a mother....
Pamper you like a sister...

A friend&Confidante I'm....
To dwindle your sorrows...
And to double your joy...
I abide afar....
Still I fondle you in my heart...
Happy Birthday Dhanya