Kanaga Subramanian

Kanaga Subramanian Poems

In his youthful days
Without speaking a word
He can penetrate a heart
Holding her by his mind,
...

Beyond the mist,
There stands the lofty mountain.
Mist hovers around the mountain,
Making it neither too visible nor too blind.
...

There are slow winds to push our sails
There are low waves to tide over miles
In the mighty sea of status quo
We are rightly sailing for progress
...

By seeing him melting
You melt yourself
Oh! My Angel White Ice
On Self transformation
...

The treasure hunt had begun
Without naming the treasure

The pairs of legs kept moving and moving
...

Crows are known for calling friends
Crows are known for sharing food
To call anybody
Kaa kaa kaa
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Shooter's Eye

In his youthful days
Without speaking a word
He can penetrate a heart
Holding her by his mind,
Aiming her by his heart,
Triggering one of his eyes
By pulling its lid front and back
He produced quick rounds of introductory fire,
Signaling his love to his Cleopatra
After the exchange of several rounds of deliberate fire
An eye for an eye
Made their love blind;
While shooting bullets
He winks his eye again
Knowing that
Without speaking a word
He can penetrate a heart
Like a snail sliding into its coil
His one eye shuts into its cover
Now with one eye left open
He became that person with the third eye!
Eyes speaking of love
Eyes fighting for sovereign wrath
Eyes appearing to the outside world
Or the internal mystic mind's eye
How many eyes does a shooter have?
None or one...Two or more
Friends please tell,
You might have admired the wide open water penetrating
Shrunken eyes of saintly heron!

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