Saju Abraham

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

Saju Abraham Poems

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

Comments about Saju Abraham

  • Maria Luisa Villaluna (8/23/2017 11:41:00 AM)

    Hi, I sent a list of questions to you, Sir Saju. I hope you could read them! God bless

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  • Abhay Vignesh L Abhay Vignesh L (3/8/2011 10:59:00 AM)

    Most of your poems are impressive...Keep up the good work

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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