Ravi Panamanna

Rookie - 250 Points (21/09/1956 / Ottapalam- Kerala State- India)

Ravi Panamanna Poems

1. My Hamlet 1/21/2009
2. Mother- A Caring Wind 1/13/2009
3. Obsequies 1/31/2009
4. The Banyan Tree 1/31/2009
5. The Deepness Of Motherhood 2/1/2009
6. The Builders 2/1/2009
7. Where Are Our Pleasant Dales? 2/1/2009
8. Unto All Generations 2/1/2009
9. The Flag Within Us 2/2/2009
10. The Right Seasons 2/2/2009
11. The Most Unkindest Cut Of All 2/4/2009
12. Surging Winds 2/4/2009
13. The Winds Of My Alma Mater 2/5/2009
14. Homeward Plods A Weary Ploughman 2/6/2009
15. The Tale Of Fallen Telegraphic Posts. 2/6/2009
16. The Dale Of Dearest Visions. 2/7/2009
17. Thomas Alva Edison's Boyhood 2/8/2009
18. To The Silent Night 2/8/2009
19. An Enchanted Kiss. 2/8/2009
20. Nicholus Coppernicus 2/9/2009
21. Michel Angelo 2/9/2009
22. When The Winds Began To Speak 2/11/2009
23. The Feathers 2/11/2009
24. A Tempered Wind 2/11/2009
25. Living Away From Springs. 2/11/2009
26. Oh! Cradle! Cradle! 2/13/2009
27. The Wedlock 2/13/2009
28. Timeless Space 2/13/2009
29. The Twilight Hues 2/14/2009
30. What Winds And Seasons Dared Not 2/14/2009
31. When The Winds Carried A Song 2/14/2009
32. Whimsical Look 2/15/2009
33. From A Crumbling Tavern 2/16/2009
34. Melting Moments 2/16/2009
35. Rushing Winds 2/17/2009
36. Books Are Immortal 2/19/2009
37. April 14- 1912 3/1/2009
38. An Election Scenario 3/1/2009
39. Love At First Sight 3/2/2009
40. Seasons 3/3/2009
Best Poem of Ravi Panamanna

A Note From Our Heart.

(This poem was recited on the eve of the retirement of our staff Mrs. Bilasini Vijayan on 31st Aug 2009. The poem is self explanatory) .

Upon these dales
We were one feather,
On a long flight being together,
In search of grains of life.

Upon these branches
We were one long chirp,
One melodious song being a harp,
In search of fountains of life.

The streams yonder,
The fields ripe and evergreen,
Those teeming winds,
And those harvesting seasons -

These were our endless meads,
Our throbbing heart,
Our happy days
And ...

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Suicide Is Sweet!

This is an old composition dating back to 04/04/1977 but I felt it relevant now when I heard that one of my colleagues......

Suicide is sweet
to nobody, I repeat.
Yet, some commit
In a moment of self conceit.

To win that moment
will be a great achievement.

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