A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker

Rookie - 20 Points (20.3.64 / Kovilloor, Trivandrum, Kerala)

A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker Poems

1. I Understand 5/11/2008
2. The Colour Of Affluence 5/11/2008
3. Wish’u’ 5/11/2008
4. Negative Has A Name. 5/11/2008
5. The Opulence Of Being One And Moving. 5/11/2008
6. The Sound Of December 5/11/2008
7. It’s Snowing All Over Here 5/11/2008
8. It’s Homecoming. 5/11/2008
9. Away, You Have Never Been... 1/2/2003
10. Haikus On My Love 5/11/2008
11. Catch Up Kids, It’s Now. 5/11/2008
12. The Dogging Insensitivity 6/26/2008
13. Monsoon On The Move 6/27/2008
14. Light Under Darkness 6/28/2008
15. Times Of Tense Reading 6/29/2008
16. Aliens And Expatriates 5/11/2008
17. It’s All About Convincing 7/5/2008
18. The Fine Art Of Graying 10/14/2008
19. Shipping Days 10/21/2008
20. 2000s: A Retail Reality Exhibition 10/22/2008
21. Attitudinal Avalanche 11/1/2008
22. The Science Of Distance 11/9/2008
23. It Ticks Out 11/11/2008
24. Of My Little Sister 1/31/2009
25. Thinking! ! ! ! 5/31/2009
26. The Art Of Being 2/26/2010
27. ********victims Of Wisdom 1/16/2011
28. Do You Know Love? 7/22/2011
29. Mellow Me Meekly 12/4/2011
30. ‘like-It-Is-Fate' Like Thought 7/8/2014
31. Prayers Are Never Heard But Acknowledged 9/26/2008
32. Death, The Eerie… 11/19/2008
33. God Is Sick! ! ! 11/22/2008
34. The Funeral Of Time 12/15/2014
35. The Best Of Surrenders 12/22/2014
36. A Day-Break In Jan 5/11/2008
37. Harthal: A Miscarriage 7/2/2008
38. It Rains Reason 11/12/2008
39. A New Poe(M) Try 7/14/2008
40. The In-Thing 7/21/2008
Best Poem of A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker

A Sonnet To My Mother

My mother has been eleven mothers
And a hundred grandmothers
She's never noticed her getting gray
For, her eyes have been after kids all days.

Now she is sonless and daughterless
Yes, true mothers never have sons
Daughters neither, but children,
Only, children and their concerns.

Mothers and rivers are same
They never keep away from flowing
From the first dropp to the flooded union
Constantly they keep things under covering

Gods respect all bearing moms
For, Gods and Moms do the same.

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I Understand

Looking deep in me these days
I understand that I’m different.
The difference now I understand
Has been in me ever, ever since.

Why I took this long to wade away
The pall of similar and the familiar?
This sense of difference I feel in me
Is the diminishing of margin I have.

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