Meena Kandasamy

(1984 - / Chennai / India)

Meena Kandasamy Poems

1. Cinquains -new- 3/17/2018
2. Composition -new- 3/17/2018
3. Deciphering a culture -new- 3/17/2018
4. Ekalaivan -new- 3/17/2018
5. Elegy to my first keyboard -new- 3/17/2018
6. Evil spirits -new- 3/17/2018
7. Excerpts from a study guide -new- 3/17/2018
8. Fire -new- 3/17/2018
9. For sale -new- 3/17/2018
10. Frenzied Light -new- 3/17/2018
11. Fuchsia shock -new- 3/17/2018
12. He replaces poetry -new- 3/17/2018
13. How they prostitute a poem -new- 3/17/2018
14. Hymns of a hag -new- 3/17/2018
15. If everything comes crashing down -new- 3/17/2018
16. Inheritance -new- 3/17/2018
17. Justice is . . . -new- 3/17/2018
18. Lines addressed to a warrior -new- 3/17/2018
19. Love and war -new- 3/17/2018
20. Maariamma -new- 3/17/2018
21. Marijuana murdered him -new- 3/17/2018
22. Mascara -new- 3/17/2018
23. Meeting the prophetess -new- 3/17/2018
24. Mohandas Karamchand -new- 3/17/2018
25. Monologue -new- 3/17/2018
26. Mulligatawny dreams -new- 3/17/2018
27. My lover speaks of rape -new- 3/17/2018
28. Narration -new- 3/17/2018
29. Non-conversations with a lover -new- 3/17/2018
30. Prayers -new- 3/17/2018
31. Returning home -new- 3/17/2018
32. Reverence :: Nuisance -new- 3/17/2018
33. Sage in the cubicle -new- 3/17/2018
34. Songs of summer -new- 3/17/2018
35. Storming in tea-cups -new- 3/17/2018
36. Sun in the mouth -new- 3/17/2018
37. The flight of birds -new- 3/17/2018
38. The Gods wake up -new- 3/17/2018
39. Their daughters -new- 3/17/2018
40. Touch -new- 3/17/2018

Comments about Meena Kandasamy

  • Tharani Appuswamy (2/2/2014 11:54:00 AM)

    Being born in a community likely regarded as the so called upper caste Hindus I may not be able to empathize with the plight of those who were unprivileged and were born 'outcasts'. i may not even wholly be able to comprehend their anger, agitation and vulnerability. But as a woman regardless of any community/caste that has been connived to be endowed upon me through hereditary, I too belong to a sect 'marginalized and discriminated'. and i really do believe that every exploitation that births itself by losing humanity finds refugee through corruption; corruption in every field, be it politics, education, or any reputable professions (beginning with drainage cleaners) . Miss Meena's agitation demands an immediate solution and i believe it would be answered only through annihilation of exploitations beginning with corruption. Lets not be hideous when it comes to revealing how the world really works! Ofcourse the world is not fair and square! ! ! Yes corruption in every class, caste, community, race and gender. Money smiles in each and everyone's life; and it smiles brighter upon those who bribe. The ultimate truth though!

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  • Ravindran Govindaraju Ravindran Govindaraju (6/19/2013 4:45:00 AM)

    of course You saw the secret. Discovered the Hidden. versatile.
    You are one of the full many flower born to blush and seen.
    I am proud of you. Now I am not abashed to share for being one among st You. Believe me you are good influencer. God bless you. Kindly keep going.(Article May 2013, India Today 'Woman', page 29 nicely portrays You..)

  • Siyad Kasim (12/5/2012 6:56:00 AM)

    Miss Meena, Your boldness, courage, and strength, remembering me as Kamaladas, you are a Little Kamaladas,

Best Poem of Meena Kandasamy

Apologies For Living On

I am living on
because providing apologies is easy


i was making choices
with insanely safe ideas of

i was a helpless girl
against the brutal world of

i was craving for security
the kind i had only known while


i am locked away
a terrified princess waiting

i don’t dream or think
i just remember and ...

Read the full of Apologies For Living On


At that brief time
When you wait
For the audacious cane
To strike your skin,
And the rest of you is flinching
And cringing, with part shame,
And part pain,
Poetry dictates itself
In your mind. Short lines

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