RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

Veteran Poet - 1,108 Points (7TH OCTOBER 1951 / Trissur, Kerala State, India.)

RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL Poems

1. Fireflies. 10/1/2007
2. Gandhi The Greatest 10/2/2007
3. Beggar At The Crossraods. 10/2/2007
4. Chastity Belt 10/3/2007
5. Muse! ....Thou Must Bless. 10/4/2007
6. Death 10/4/2007
7. Medha Patkar 10/5/2007
8. Thug 10/6/2007
9. President Of U.S.Of A. 10/6/2007
10. Love Unremitted 10/6/2007
11. Worker 10/6/2007
12. Diamond Accursed. 10/7/2007
13. White Man 10/8/2007
14. Kathrina 10/9/2007
15. Madam Marie Curie 10/9/2007
16. Ceaser's Wife. 10/10/2007
17. Tiger, My Expired Dog. 10/10/2007
18. Fingers 10/11/2007
19. Taj Mahal 10/12/2007
20. Nirvana .(Salvation) ..... 10/12/2007
21. Magician 10/14/2007
22. Saint Gylaphous..... 10/14/2007
23. Aboriginie 10/14/2007
24. Rain 10/18/2007
25. Sai Baba 10/18/2007
26. Mouth And Its Ends. 10/18/2007
27. Hibiscus 10/18/2007
28. Air, Oh! Air! ! 10/23/2007
29. Victoria, The Queen. 10/25/2007
30. Lightning 10/25/2007
31. Da Vinci 10/26/2007
32. Maya 10/30/2007
33. Abdul Kalam - Ex President 11/1/2007
34. Murder Of A Brute 11/1/2007
35. Mental Hospital 11/1/2007
36. Puppet 11/2/2007
37. Menstrual........ 11/2/2007
38. Street 11/2/2007
39. E-Mail 11/3/2007
40. Spinster In Love - Laura Donald 11/3/2007

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Food, Oh Food!

I have been chasing that truck,
For 2kms, now and I will be dead
For the morsel the world cannot reach me,
Or the gods that cant make in my soil.
Why do these guys fight madly,
Brother to brother, friend to friend,
I and my type of folks live and die,
For the the beliefs and wrath
They carry, billions on arms are
Here to fight, but not a grain
To swallow, the land has become
Waterless and dry, even the rivers
have flown away, as if scared of
Human madness, Oh food, food
When will you appear for our hungry
Souls, which sure will go to ...

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Pakistan's Pains.

Pakistan, Pakistan, howw did
You get to be like this!
Painful is thy condition,
With no freedom for your
Children, harnessed by,
The dicators, bigots of
Religion, fuadal lords
And the terrorists, slaughtering
And bloodletting, while your

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