Shankaran Kutty

Gold Star - 5,326 Points [Shanku] (1st November / Alleppey)

Shankaran Kutty Poems

121. Thoughts On New Year Eve 12/30/2015
122. Tomb Of The Unknown Soldier 2/2/2016
123. Alexander And Porus 2/4/2016
124. The Watermelon 2/5/2016
125. To My Daughter Before Her Exams 2/9/2016
126. The Intruder 2/11/2016
127. My Special Valentine 2/15/2016
128. Walks Of Life 2/15/2016
129. The Lonely Prisoner 2/24/2016
130. Hope! ! 2/26/2016
131. My 'little' Day 2/27/2016
132. My Blind Date 3/4/2016
133. Sleepless 3/4/2016
134. The Sculptor 1/6/2016
135. A Letter To My Poetry 1/6/2016
136. Believe 3/26/2016
137. Welcoming The Monsoon 6/22/2016
138. Hold My Hands 6/22/2016
139. My Roommmate 7/7/2016
140. Alphabet Song 7/11/2016
141. Exercise 10/29/2016
142. A Letter From A Daughter To Her Mom 3/15/2017
143. Ode To The Moon 1/19/2016
144. Abhimanyu 6/21/2016
145. Winter! 3/21/2016
146. Sonnet - 4 12/6/2015
147. My Neghbour's Dog 12/16/2015
148. I Shall Always Be Free 12/25/2015
149. The Neem Tree 10/26/2015
150. Kerala Monsoon 9/15/2015
151. Dancing In The Rain 8/10/2015
152. The Idol 7/17/2015
153. View From My Balcony 10/1/2015
154. A Walk Across The Graveyard 7/7/2015
155. Welcome 2016 12/31/2015
156. Why Do I Love You 7/7/2015
157. Sonnet - 2 12/6/2015
158. Sonnet - 3 12/6/2015
159. Two Headed Bird 7/26/2015
160. Prayers Of An Unborn Girl Child 9/21/2015

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The Scum

(This is based on a true incident. Of how a mother asked her lover to kill her own husband and child, so that they can elope and lead a life together. he has been given capital punishment and she, double life terms. But irrespective of all that, the incident created a huge shock, as I still cant imagine how a mother can kill her own 4 year old child for carnal pleasures.) .


What is it this thing called love
Isn't it the presence of the Lord
The spark that lights a lonely heart
That from one heart to another, poured

And of all the love that fill our hearts
The...

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Uttara's Lament

Alone she sat in the battlefield
Her husband’s head in her lap
At sixteen, a mere trifle of a boy he was
His face serene as in a nap

“Arise my dear, you have to see your child
Who grows in my womb”, she cried
In a battlefield strewn with death
No one heard the young bride.

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