Down my memory lane
Is the perished grandmother
Brimming with invaluable sacrifice
To feed the creepers of her entrails
...
When he comes home drunk
Inebriation sways him funnily.
Routine clumsy walk and stumble, all utterances are
...
The majestic sunroof peacock
Opens the waving wings to dance
In the metal bodied reflector
Of my new Hyundai i20 car
...
A kinsman you are
And the earliest visitor
Avoid entering the foyer.
Your soles are plastered
...
Pretty flames blow up
Divine Diya cheers
Timid darkness frowns
Burning crackers whistle
...
A humming helicaptor;
The bewitching air baroness
Circled the cashew hill
Sprinkling the Endosulfan
...
Upon a tenant poet's departure
Escorted his unfulfilled desires.
Loading his lyrics
...
An amazing fair fish you are
Well suited to my bosom lake
A blessed mermaid queen you are
...
Forgive me pap my disregard
Left you sad.Faulty son I am.
With the tear harmed eyes
You were in the cancer bed
...
Lucent lotus lake
Was amply serene
As an icon in the shrine.
But the puckish villainy rain
...
Maiden clouds of monsoon
Are like deployed medical personnel
Clad in PPE kit to combat
Iconoclastic pandemic.
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Oh my true love
Your pretty foot treads
The daylight puffing path
Amid the clamour of twittering breeze.
...
Over there the school dropout
Balloon seller raises her frail neck
To sing the balloon bhajans
Of multi-hued brilliant balloons
...
Mukundan the Malayalam author
Told me the story of glass tree;
The emperor travelling in
Palanquin aircraft
...
Bangle mouthed long wooden pestles
Seven number bodied wooden ploughs
Pitcher belied huge grind stones
Lie down comfortably
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Radiant gold tongue
Of Love flame
Skips skyward
Licking the obstructing
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ROSY PERIWINKLE FACE
Her blooming passion soaked
Rosy periwinkle face is at the gateway of my heart park.
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Ascetic Journey
Ascetic's bare feet wandered
Fondling the graceful earth.
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PRINCIPAL OF GOVT P U COLLEGE VANDSE KUNDAPURA UDUPI)
Memory Lane
Down my memory lane
Is the perished grandmother
Brimming with invaluable sacrifice
To feed the creepers of her entrails
Planting, weeding, thrashing of the crops
Hanging out sweat balls at her forehead
Raised the peasantry radiance
Of her indomitable past tense
Her rough worn out thumb
Kissed and crushed the bowlful
Cooked rice with water
To make a gruel lake for me.
Showed me the gleaming sky bowl at night
From the unkempt courtyard of the residence
To coax me to drink country cow milk
Narrating the story of cock and bull.
More often she perceived
My charm was the envy of the neighbours.
Once she fanned the flame
Of burning red chili with salt
Asked the emitting smoke
To tone down the evil beholding.
Her toothless mouth with swinging cheeks
Spat out the betel leaf juice
To snuff out the flame of pungent smell
She stitched my ragged shirt
Shedding white tears
Pacified herself drying the tears
With the end of her square printed saree
Down my memory lane
Is my departed grandmother
Like the perished weeping willow tree.
Konalli Rajeev Naik
spiritual poem..........nice post