Raj Thampi

Life is a dance which leads each one of us to the ultimate truth-Death. Here I am traveling towards my coffin, not walking but dancing. Without music, without obliged to any defined rhythm, I am inching towards it, towards my coffin. Throughout my dancing once again I am watching everything...

I am dancing without music
Dancing without definite steps
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Kudos to a failed hunting

The net was laid perfect
No chances for a rabbit to escape
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Ah, who claims to be purest?
A sinner somewhere you are always
Causing a tear of pain
While taking birth, to your mother
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When we are just human
And not gods

We can
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and while barren deceptions do not work

Come to my temple
Naked feet
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I do not even know whether-
You will ever read this letter.
I am getting married, again.
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To touch the blues of my lost skies
My mind is leaping like a dead frog
Distances which I can’t reach
Stays there with an ironic smile-deep rooted
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'Why you never painted me? ' She asked
'I am afraid? ' I lowered my eyes
'Afraid of? '
'Painting something so perfect'
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Shall I stop now, singing my story?
story is over
audience left
it is only me and empty chairs
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I paint my face with colors
I wear the laugher around my lips
I am doing summersaults
I am doing stupid acts
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She makes the best tea
the right brand, right brew
generations shared formula
and crystal cups
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Like a mad fire
through rain drenched skin
Spreading with thousands hands
Feeling, absorbing, caressing the -
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I see you can't see
as much I see

I see atrocities
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Oh my love
These white tulips
Turning pale
Tired of waiting for you…
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Reading the last line
Carefully written-italic
I am closing this book
Of a never told fairy tale
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I need a name
To sign this poem
Written for you
Shall I write my new name
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Walking backwards
I am set on a journey
I am in search of a lost soul,
I walk on the pathways
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Don't call my name
I will not look back
to meet your eyes
blue
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Reciting silence
Inside
A womb
Suffocated, a life
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Discotheque extension to an altar
Gold or silver rings according the wallets
Combination of black suits, representing sadness for ever
White and long soiled end of bridal attire
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