A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker
A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker Poems
|42.||Living In Pain Is No Better Than Living||7/30/2008|
|43.||A Slide Show||8/21/2008|
|44.||It Rains Reason||11/12/2008|
|45.||A Mission To This Earth||10/12/2008|
|47.||Sms Head -- Ache To 57757||6/30/2008|
|48.||A Tribute To Amitah Nair||5/11/2008|
|49.||A Night Of This Season||1/2/2003|
|51.||An Indo-Us Nuclear Kid||8/29/2008|
|52.||Is…….Something To Someone||9/15/2008|
|53.||It’s All Over, Not Again||7/8/2008|
|56.||A Sonnet To My Mother||5/11/2008|
Comments about A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker
They do not exist nearby
They are far apart
like our apartments.
They no longer need us
We badly need them
Like sex and sin.
Ours is a new happiness;
It is always dichotomous.
We happen to be happy
But we don’t know how.
Their colour is green.
But we find our face gray
When someone goes green.
Our greatest goal;
It’s to somehow make and mar.
Make just to our sake
And mar whatever is others’
For us, our well being;
It is ...
Looking deep in me these days
I understand that I’m different.
The difference now I understand
Has been in me ever, ever since.
Why I took this long to wade away
The pall of similar and the familiar?
This sense of difference I feel in me
Is the diminishing of margin I have.