Ravi Panamanna Poems

Beyond the window
Is the setting sun.
Beyond the fields
Is the spreading twilight.
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I remember the day
He was born.
It was in the morn
That he came on a sojourn
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Beyond the lawns
Beyond the ramparts
Stands a wonder on marbles
Upon the lap of eternal winds.
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In search of primitive voices
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Left to wind and wilderness,
Left to the mercy of countless seasons,
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By ripping off life in the deserts,
What is thy final verdict?
If thy clan and thy regiments are the only themes,
The final delineation will be wind and grime.
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</>Upon the sands
Where the sea was a deepening Blue,
Where the palm grove made a shaded net,
I met them once.
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(Never allow your life to be swallowed by vices)


From the dales
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Upon the ears of the primeval man
Nature descended in multifarious voices,
In rhythms and patterns,
In a language known to brooks and forests;
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Plowmen homeward return
Boatswain makes his last call.
Travelers leave the trail
Lanterns throw a light pale.
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Once a lion, a bullfighter,
An alcoholic, boorish oftentimes.
A flirt, an outspoken character,
An adventurer, an unbridled horse.
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