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.
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Let me be a little more I am
In this lovely morning one
As flowers, fruits, flames and fumes,
……. divine forms and ‘figurines’ ….
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An Indo-US nuclear kid
Jayaprakash A. Panicker Kovilloor
This is plain stupid, dad
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Faith is obedience
Devotion is deliverance
Love is belief
Hate is canker
...
This is really more killing
And cancerous than knowing
That the way is coming full circle:
The thought that our time is up
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Love thy neighbour as thyself:
It is not to love thy neighbour
HE was telling us all.
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There is rain of reason
To be what one really is.
It is our sheer ignorance
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The hold of the well off
over the less well off,
The right of the white
over the black,
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I have never known this flowerlike girl
Never have I bothered of those two-wheeler invitations.
For, this mobility is nothing short of menace
Parents are at times pitiless sinners.
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These nights are brighter like butterflies
Never are they cool, nor quite either.
They go tapping and beating
in hearts and thoughts alike.
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A bird is hardly heard
This December is cold, too
Like the last one that
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It is a holy mission to this holy soil
That unfortunately lies ripped and spoilt
Of vicious designs and their divisive orders.
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Though not many do
This creed is fun.
Any one ‘thinking’
holds this ‘word-do’.
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Living in pain is no better than mere living
Reasons for worship are many
So are the reasons for our faith.
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It is ridiculous
The way people respond.
Whether it is of buying a car
Or of curing a head ache
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Post graduate in Communicative English from Gandhigram Rural Institute Graduate in Eng.Language and Lit. Kerala University British council tranied English language Trainers' trainer. a good tansaltor; English to malayalam and malayalam to english. visit www.bluemagobooks.com write excellent copies for corporate houses, print ads, copies for fliers, hangers, leaflets and tv commercials. contact for copywriting assignments: jaypeescopies.yahoo.co.in> For a sample copy. visit: www.kumarakomcastle.com Type in google: vaatupura, kovilloor and Jayaprakash A Panicker for a broader picture of my writing career Eighth memeber of 11 member family. father late. Arjuna Panicker Vaatupura Mother B. Kamalamma, in her eighties, live and kicking Married to Raaji M.R. English Faculty at MCVHSS Arpookara Kottayam, Kerala Freelancer: www.merinews.com www.mynews.in Contributes regularly and so far i have nearly 160 articles treating subjects ranging from Neclear deal to kids and environment. Reads a lot, writes a lot and thinks and laughs a lot. sleeps well, eats 90% veg food, and do not take any food in between two foods. an excellend cook. cooks novel dishes and experiment with tastes teaches, edits, writes, cooks, travels, types 50 WPM, drives, homemakes, loves and lives life to the full. helps others, hardly visits centres of faith or worship. i never say someone who approaches me for help, provided the help sought could be of my reach. i never leave an extended hand empty. my first love is English. strength and weakness: does things the way they should be done. does not do things that i feel i can't do it well. writing is my forte. have contirbuted a lot ad copies in major ad agencies in Jeddah where i worked for 4 plus years. National Library of Poetry honoured me with the editor's choice award for my peom, a sense of associaiton in 1996. i have contributed more than ten poems to various anthologies brought out by the National Library of Poetry. They have invited me to washinton to take part in the annual poetry fiat. but i was not able to go.)
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.
dear jaypee... the mood you have generated in these lines shall never lose its sheen... till the traces of the...last footprint of the.....wanderer's...exist.. in the sanddunes.... ageless..timeless... regards... sivan..