Ayyappa Paniker

(12 September 1930 - 23 August 2006 / Kavalam, Kerala, India)

Song Of Myself - Poem by Ayyappa Paniker

Because I remain quiet at home,
the earth still goes on its rounds;

because I snore lying in my bed,
the solar systems shine;

because I chew and munch and spit,
Time is on the move;

because I care for the girl I married,
birth and life and death do merge.

If I'm not there, 0 people, no action is there,
neither flower nor honey nor bee;

the peacocks, the clouds, the gardens:
my kindness makes them glow.

Bow to me, and sing my glory,
and fall at my feet;

for those who go about praising me,
even hell is heaven for ever!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, September 7, 2012


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