Putholi Arumugham T
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Wandering Wordsworth In Srilanka
I wandered lonely as a cloud over Srilanka
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
when all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of dying humans;
Beside the trench, beneath the trees,
crying and moaning in pain.
Enormous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never ending line
Along the margin and inside the No-war Zone
Ten thousand I saw at a glance
Trembling and weeping over their kins corpse.
The armoured vehicles and fighterjets shelled,
But they outdid the army in scream
A poet could not but cry for...
As I Grew Up
When I was a kid
I used to sit in our garage
reading my fairytales alone
and look around for those
one eyed Cyclopes, gigantic spiders
Ship wrecking octopus and
witches with evil spells and
long blood soaked nails
and what if they sneak in.