Samanyan Lakshminarayanan Poems

a poem has it's own language
if a poet uses the glamour of the language
in his poem...the language
would stand out
...

Man is making you
bigger and bigger
man in turn is becoming
smaller and smaller
...

BLISS....
man's seventh sense it is
BLISS....
man's compassion provokes it
...

learn with clarity
after having learned stand by
what you have thus learned
...

surprisingly
as the day began
i woke up like a flower
fresh and blooming
...

[FROM A POEM BY MAHAKAVI BHARATHIAR]

UP ABOVE THE SKY
EVEN IF IT TEARS AND FALLS
...

the music
of life
is it the
ha..ha..ha
...

i miss that normal life
i once led
abandoned by one and all
i try and keep this 'BIGNESS'
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