Saju Abraham

Rookie - 80 Points (20th March 1965 / Alwaye, Kerala, India)

Saju Abraham Poems

1. Lost Love 2/9/2011
2. Bring In The Good Taste 2/9/2011
3. Dancing To The Earthy Abode 2/9/2011
4. Lucifer Switches Sides 2/9/2011
5. A Valentine Forever 2/11/2011
6. If 2/11/2011
7. Times Today 2/11/2011
8. Living Lies 2/11/2011
9. Poetry 2/11/2011
10. When I Die 2/11/2011
11. Field Of Death 2/11/2011
12. Song Of Separation 2/11/2011
13. Bombay Dreams 2/11/2011
14. Life Or Death 2/16/2011
15. The Chosen 2/16/2011
16. Thoughts 2/16/2011
17. Die Free 2/23/2011
18. The Art 2/26/2011
19. You Exist In His Presence 2/26/2011
20. Changing World 2/28/2011
21. Teach Them Little Ones 3/8/2011
22. A Stranger In My Home 3/9/2011
23. The Maze 3/9/2011
24. A Dotted Figure 3/11/2011
25. Unquenched Love 3/11/2011
26. To The Moon 3/11/2011
27. Night 3/13/2011
28. Water 3/13/2011
29. Winter 3/16/2011
30. Freedom 3/16/2011
31. Reunion 3/16/2011
32. A Farce Called Elections (2009) 3/16/2011
33. Dreams To Nightmares 3/16/2011
34. Yet Another Wound 3/16/2011
35. Japan 2011 3/16/2011
36. What Could Have Been 2/8/2011
37. Abode Of The Clouds 2/8/2011
38. The Great Confluence 2/8/2011
39. Hungry Eyes 2/8/2011
40. The Clairvoyant 2/8/2011
Best Poem of Saju Abraham

Alone Alone Alone

He was writing his sermon.
He'd locked his room.
He wanted none to break his thoughts.
No one would ever disturb him.
He was alone, alone, alone.

He was fixing his false teeth,
behind closed doors.
He wanted none to peep in on his secret.
No one would want to know if he had teeth.
He was alone, alone, alone.

He was counting his coins,
in the darkness of his shabby hut.
He wanted none to know his wealth.
No one wanted his meager sum.
He was alone, alone, alone.

You and I are all like them,
locked behind our own doors, ...

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Abode Of The Clouds

I rue my estranged home unchanged ten years on.
But in my moments I miss the rustic west of the Abode of the clouds.
Like a ghost I'd roamed every foot of that wild west,
And it comes back to haunt my moments of loneliness.

The day I set my foot there was the dark part,
People clad in heavy clothing complete with shawls,
Loaded with the day's purchases and petrol torches,
Took me back to scenes from some Eastwood movies.

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