Bashyam Narayanan Poems

Age considers, youth ventures

Age visualizes, youth dreams
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As I ripe I get dropped
From the tall tree
That was supporting me all through
I was a flower
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The same single object
I see
You see
She sees
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Evening
Sun is almost set
Its weak beams still
Making road side sand grains glitter
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The smoky restaurant on the roadside
Was waiting for its first customer
Ready with local South Indian menu
The owner was turning impatient
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Marriage getting solemnized
All in appropriate attires
Greetings
Friends in great excitement
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Time is not what is shown in a clock
Time is not what the second hand passes
Time is not what the minute or hour hands show
Time is also not what our calendar indicate
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Oh, my poor little heart
You started beating
From the twenty second day
Of my conception
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Death, as we all know
Marks the termination
Of a life process
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Three months old Afreen
A baby girl to a mother in teen
Was done to death as her father was keen
In having a baby boy, leading to this troubling scene
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