sekharan pookkat Poems

Last breath
We call it death
The invisible visitor
Who ends life unto infinity.
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Oh! thy name is sky
Sky is your beauty
Beauty makes you bright
Brightness makes you to revolve.
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My journey Started forty-six Years back
A differentday than Today
It was raining outside
Inside trumpet swet and sunny.
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shining sky between eastern mountain side
and the western political thoughts
Linked to share sculpture and civilization
but failed to promote love above all.
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Friends are friends
Who live in hearts
They may quarrel
But they cant separate
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Heavy,
Clouds bottled
Solo images
Of different thought.
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Love spills the mist
Spreads as a dream
And the fragrance travels
Through the faded clouds.
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Hundred thousand tongue
Cant tug and tort
To describe wonders
Of nature!
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Love and art
Art and culture
Culture and civilization
Civilization and love
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