ചുവന്നു ...

കണ്ണേരിഞ്ഞു കണ്ണേരിഞ്ഞു
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ഞാന്‍ കള്ള് കുടിച്ചതിനു
അവള്‍ എന്റെ കണ്ണില്‍ കുടഞ്ഞ
മുളക് വെള്ളത്തിന്റെ കണ്ണ്

എരിഞ്ഞു പുകഞ്ഞു
ചുവന്നു ............

ഒരു സ്വപ്നം

ഒരു സ്വപ്നം
സ്വപ്നം തുടങ്ങുന്നേരം
കണ്ണ്ജെലപ്രതലത്തിലൂടെ
വെള്ള പോക്കത്തിലെ പോലെ
ഉറുമ്പിന്‍ കൂട്ടം
മരപലകകള്‍
ഒഴുകി പോകുന്ന ആട്ടിന്‍ കുട്ടികള്‍
ആരോ ആഴത്തി വിട്ട കുപ്പിയില്‍ നിന്നെന്നപോലെ കുമിളകള്‍
ഒരു തവള കൃഷ്ണമണി ഇളക്കുന്നു
പെട്ടന്ന് എല്ലാം ഇരുണ്ടു പോയി.

തണുക്കുന്നു
ഞാനെന്തിനാണ്?ഈ ഘോര മഴയത്തു കുളിക്കാനുള്ള പുറപ്പാടില്‍
മുങ്ങി മരിക്കും എന്ന് എനിക്ക്
ഉറപ്പുള്ള ഒരമ്മയേയും മകളെയും കാത്തിരിക്കുന്നത് ?

മഴ
അതാ അവര്‍ വരുന്നു
എന്‍റെ പ്രതീക്ഷയെ തെറ്റിച്ച്
ഒപ്പം പഞ്ഞി കേട്ട് തുള്ളിച്ചാടും പോലെ ഒരു കുഞ്ഞു നായയും.

അമ്മ എന്നോട് ചോദിച്ചു
" കുറെ നേരമായോ ഇവിടെ "
നായ വെള്ളത്തിലേക് കുതിച്ചു
പിനാലേ മകളും
അമ്മ എന്നെ മുറുകീ കെട്ടി പിടിച്ചു ....
ഞാന്‍ എന്തോ അനുഭവിക്കുംബഴേക്കും
ഗുഹയിലേക്ക് കാറ്റ് ഉതുംപോലെ
ഒരു ശബ്ദം .......
"എന്‍റെ മോളെ " എന്നലറി കൊണ്ട്
അമ്മ എന്നെ വിട്ടു
വെള്ളത്തില്‍ ഊളിയിട്ട് മറഞ്ഞു ..
ആരെയും ജെലപരപ്പില്‍ കാണാനില്ല ...

ഈ ഭയങ്ങല്‍ എല്ലാം
എന്തിനായിരുന്നു ?
എവിടെ നിന്ന് വന്നു ?

crow

കറുത്ത ചിറകുള്ള
വെളുത്ത പക്ഷിയല്ല
കാക്ക
അത് വെളുത്ത ചിറകുള്ള
കറുത്ത പക്ഷിയും അല്ല

കറുത്ത ചിറകുള്ള
കറുത്ത പക്ഷി .......

ഞാന്‍ പോകുന്നു

കൂട്ടിലിട്ട കിളിയോ
കെട്ടിയിട്ട മൃഗങ്ങളോ
ശിക്ഷ വാങ്ങുന്ന കുട്ടികളോ

ജാലകാമോ വാതിലോ
ഇല്ലാത്ത എന്‍റെ വീട്ടിലേക്കു
ഞാന്‍ പോകുന്നു

ഈശ്വരാ

മദ്യപന്‍
നദി ഒഴുകുന്ന ഭൂ പ്രദേശം
ഒഴുക്ക് നിലച്ചാല്‍
പ്രദേശം വരണ്ടു....

മരണം വരേയ്ക്കും
ഉറവ വറ്റി പോകല്ലേ
ഈശ്വരാ

i lost my poet

my poet...........
.
what is the feeling of death

is it feel of flying
state of mind.

or
where are you
are you in her soul
who had negated your
love.

but
i should repeat my love
for my existence

all forests are burning
some body making wound on eye ball
now iam crying blood cry......

dawn with famine
said the salute to sun
here it is dark
evrey body alike.

i lost my poet...................................................

tear drop

that is a
crystel slipped from my
eye lid

she is from
my dream
one orphan

i know she is not my
sweat drop

because
iamm always crying

dont know the reason
like this drop

my rain bow

time hand
wet from my tear drops

i am waiting....

i know my enemy
but i dont know
what is my real sad

my time hand will become
rainbow
with my tear drop

i will break it
will break
my rain bow

need

if ur tasting
rice

while pealing apple
think kaasmeer
and

pure safron

disintegrate
the idiotic india

is it
reaL
OR EVER
our bhuddan

need my ash

fate
is fate

i have beeennn fr years alive
writing poems

write write write

my life with you
my body with me

it is horrible
waiting for your convenince
to cremate me

i feel terriiible
please creamate me
i neeed my ash

nizhal shadow

my shade

can hide lotus
and sun

cant hide
alchaholic fit
my shade is waving like flame

be care full

i amm searching
you
like a butter fly
who forget time and space.......

the blood is always there
in her foot steps

she faded away
from my sad and dreams................

why did you give your
star likes eyes to me.....

be care full
i will regain time and space...........

spouce

i met a man

a drunkard with

42 years age

he disclosed

the absence
he suffering
that was absence of a spouce

where is her soul?

they sacryfised her
but the sword is
our
ever innocent friend
one indian train......

she faded in dark
is it black hole

we sent her alive
we regained her chopped meat

we are the culprit
we trapped the prey
and hand over.....................................................

what ever it is
where is her soul?

food

any body can make
but
the protection is prime

famine is the created art
care
famine is not a tragedy
it s a creation

like sad

FLOWER

in at once wake

trying to recollect dream

it was a lost
lost of a flower....

threw it away
dark to light

ok

she is coming
my spouse
but i will give that flower to her
from my lips like a kiss

growing

he trapped

nails are growing

skin

growing

have talled her

her
dryes


she s there
with cry
momamoma


ther s
a spec
which read there
book of love

that is all

at last
he
himself
one disease

where is life

he himself
indulge one life

is it
dream and
sleep

am here

that s alll

LOVE

I
LOVE HER LIKE
MUD AND GREEN

mom.. womb

talled her
to be
my mom

she is not there

where is she

my
mom
my womb

sad is all
ellaam dhukkammannoooo

prenayam
oru
dhuranthavaum

pachayum
mannumm pole
njanum

avalee premikkunnooooo

where are are you?

the spedest stream
and me

my love is ther

wwhere are
you?

nizhal

nizhalum
aalmauam

kirannagan
prenayangal

veghatha yulaa nadhiyuym
kadalum


prenayamm
njannn

nizhalim
aalmauam

kirannagan
prenayangal

veghatha yulaa nadhiyuym
kadalum


prenayamm
njannn

my soul

that poem
have drop me while dream
stilled blood flow

mined dead
me dead........

flowers are fading from me
colors losing......

dare to live
dare to live

sun
mirror
lights in my dark

letters are
intoxicating me

hiding in shade
of
booze

my soul

deepest

colors are the deepest human sense.
famine the deepest reality
discrimination is the deepest hell..
depression is the deepest illness
boozing is the deepest medicine

eyes

sad is a rain drop

waiting for your
nose stud

waves and love
flooding in me

in my child hood
i had been killed
insects
butterflys
rain flys
and thumbikal

sensing to sleep
sensing to wake

memmories
and
where s that hell
i have to go............

cant suffer
the stage of
colorless
............................................................

eyes

lehs flood

souls in mud
says
we r happy

the hell texts


nothing

there was a rain
that is all.................

camera men"s
land

sun
always keeping
the patches.....

one rain.
where is that?
sad salt in behind her?


leh"s mud
now
she is tasting
kids blood
like
indian army....

DARK

one pure white
teeth
on sea waves.
had this dream
at that night
after killed spouse..



after killed her
was screamed
sad
depressed
escaped in to drops of rum


losing
the sence ........................

heart s celebrating
his
rainbow...

napping
in shades of dark

time

am as
sun

waking as
sun..................

and waiting
for my sleep

where is that god
the sun

he has
an hear

to..a. ayyappan

night died
then day

lights
budhhan
and
my own a. ayyappan

flower

it is a;
mortal flower
color in red

if there is
clotted blood
there will be a flower

she will be
the owner of title deed...

i need to
cremate one drop
flower..

what is that
flower
water drop
or
blood drop

flower

ARMY

like
plucking flower

they killing
kids
in snow

my national army

heart

is a butterfly

waving wings
in cage....

keep it
do not allow to fly..................

god

god
please inform
the day
of elope
from my brain

waiting

one
man had suicided in
unknown

where is that
hung rope
where is he?
my friend


where s that
ambualence?
he s my animal
in color
while.?
i am waiting for him

heaven

nothing
equal to
i am living...........

it ss equal to
universe
equal to color
equal to
infinity.....

rest of
fathers orgasem
she is in blood
my
mom

light
dark
where i got
alll ths
heaven


this lifes heaven

going

this all story
is from
once lost pencil

sades and cries r my
instrument to
rub my slate...

primitive heart
it s shapeless

give one mirror
to
brew my pains

heart s calling
moon days
to fly

i had pelted one
little sparrow
while kid age

sky is disappearing
from my soul.....
have to swim
in this color
stream

iam going

heaven

who our liver, brain, heart,,
blood............the relations.....our mom................................the universal
sperm............or all this books or shadows
.......................iff
ther s a life it always in heaven2 seconds

heart

trapped
trapped
she need............................

heart heart............

DARCK BLUE

blue became black
after a coal burned night....
had a dream

i can touch blue the color
can remember black
where s peacok

which they are alive
stay away from
me

i am sinking in
my wildness
with colors
blue
red
yellow
blak
white
green

rain bow s very near to me
i am eloping to there

in that dark blue

poisoned milk

daughter
she was the witness
while
he killed his wife.....

he have to
kill her
he s running behind her
with poisoned milk......

can he catch her?

is she?

why he committed
suicide
that admiral
from same gun

there was a human in life?

or he felt
he was human

poet should be
a scientist.....

sense
is in anatomy..

is she
is the terrorist
behind this
his wife

MAO

iamm writing this letter
in paper from heart
there
is a bullet
from
indian home minister

ter s no word
indian in english
in dictionary

they mere killed
innocent
Hemachndra pande

i am reading a book
i got from
shadows of
forgottons

one tear drop
which
carrying pain
as like
nuclear bomb
from his spouse

wy ur again searching fr
revelution

mind peace is equal
to mind restless

my kids are butter flys
why in my decaying body
carrying
this soul....?

she s screaming with
cut off head
of son

he was the fish
in revolution
mao

text sight

have lost the text
of blossom
and the sight

where they cremating
their body?
my olden days friends
maoists....
i know them
they were my friends

whom they are waiting for sads?
becoming prey of liberal state.....

i cant count
this democracy
in currency

my ideological brothers
killed by democracy.....

sky
famine
kids
can do one thing
exhibit the reality

not a bad one

one mum flying
bird will ask you

how you can
slice that poor man
in three..


beyond this sighs
and hell life.
there will be a time
for every struggles ....

birds of goodness
there my blind bird will open eyes....
flying butterflies
rain flies....

i will give rebirth
who she drowned and dead
in color pot......

i have to rectify
i am not a bad one

cream

green is my love
life
and death

my mom
my daughter
my scrambled soul
green

dont know the secret
it s ter
from birth to

my sads
dreams

rare frequent
black dot
elephants......

cream for
green.......

green red
green violet
green yellow
green white

i wish to lose
in this depth of green cream

MY SCARE

i love rain
my rain

scare rain drop
because
he is her boy friend

SALT

showering salt less
sea aqua.
where is salt?
is she resting in sea.

am licking her
sweat from her skin
i love her
my rain.

in child hood
i had been loved Renuka
her cool i am feeling now

sound of foot steps.
some body is coming;
salt?

i have to run


.

VULTURE

cooked from
the mess in green haunt

serving in
home ministers table
he wear holy thread
eat human meat

look he s eating
he s eating...
meat of poor.

ash
and mud particles ON
surface of cooked piece...
he s praying his ugly grand dad
MANU...

and capital

life space

how i disclose
to my enemy
i am a comrade of out dated ideology"
while he coming to rape my daughter
and to torch my hut."

trapped
in between light and dark?
"we need life space."

BLINDS MIRROR

memory
no pain
only the tremblings of hands..

lost crescent
mud in mind
definition of light?

expired mom now an echo.
is it a nipple
this darkness.?

heat of reflections are
education..
braille is soul.

evacuated from sight to blind
prodigal father abandoned me
from own land to slum..

that mirror
which used by; had sights.
with me.
one cool surface.

daily my girl friend have been here
for polishing my mirror.
god
my heart?

SILENCE AND CRY

am going a
trip to silence and blind

cant suffer
this straying mind
and freezed body

need a home
with out
door
window
chained dog
caged bird.....

burning
in soul

some thing losted from me
kept near heart

any body knows
the pulse of suicide?

my revenge
silence and cry..........

where are they?

mad man.,
frequently
laughing and crying;
in his faith


why they are not respect that body
of that tribe girl
shot and killed by them..
is because
she was maoist
this is the gren haunt?
she is the green...?

where are they?
our masters of logic.

INFINITY

NIZHALINE THALLI THALLI KONNU
ATHORU VELLA KUZHIAAYI MAARI....

ATHILL AANDAANDU POKAVE
MATTORU PRAPANCHAM.....

SWPNANGAL
BHUUMI NAKSHATHRANGAL.....

INFINfinity.....

have killed shadow
by beats beats
then one deep well appeared there

i amm drowning in well
there is an another universe
but
the same earth,stars,
and dreams

after all
infinity

kill

kill
or
dont kill

my native is equal to
worst death...

LOVE

love need sun
moon
mom, dad, hamlet.
native.....

love need intoxication
love need green, violet,
rainbow

it s like haunting of cat a rat
it need sighs
need roar
scream...

it need mate
it need white
need famine
sea .....and poems

main content
one mad boy and mad girl.....

need one question
WHO IS THE PREY

NEED A PREY...
LOVE.

filled senses

his cam eye dropped
tears
and some blood drops

dreams filled
by visuals

expired souls
filled senses

green

sad named lion
kill the wild love ....

he dont know
how measure....

now pray is in
empty space
timeless......

in dream
one village filled green leafs
and wild rain

one three sixty shot
green green green green

the most

the most
important
in my life
is your aksharangal letters

i never read in words
i been read all in letters
one by one.......

closed the book
and going to ever sleep
keeping all the taste of salt sweet and sour

the most

EZHILAMPAALA

there WAS A TREE
used call ezhilampaala.

they axed her
for width of road

shade dead
the cream white
dissolved in melting road...

one school girl
cried and disappeared from mass;
the path she dropped tears
sad salt.

my grand mom narayani
recite
how she died
she poured all lessons....

leading life
have not any actual reasons.....

life life
life
ezhilampaala

the kid and revelution fire

the kid
who burned in tears of revolution...

that soul need wings
to fly emancipation....

pressure of mind
wild breeze
aim less heart.

in heaven
the foot print of kid
pray for mom
pray for gene.




one late night
lion haunting an elephant.......

the exclamation is this
the rice for his famine
cooked this whole fire

one deep sleep
and deep hot dream

in one mud dig
that kid dissolved

the wings for him
making sound
in souls of whole

who turning face
against own souls

the kid who burned
in revolution fire

FADED COLORS

ur my comrade
iam ur friend
keep away the weapon

iamm a poor man
troubles in mind

but i like
i like revolution

but where our
digging blood dissolving

i just speaking
what in front life
and what inside me

rain bow
stars
i feel to sing
feel to love

i amm waiting friends soul
who died in wrong periods

comrade i cant
mind on ur aim

mind is a scrambled one
there is only faded colors

ur my comrade
iamm your friend
keepp away weapons from me

AT LAST

mind
letters
flowers
shades

i amm going to stop writtings
alone in darkness
alone in bloood

pain pain pain become intoxicate
i amm sinking in that

Renuka
CHILD HOOD FRIEND DIED

I CANT SUFFER
THIS DARKNESSS
I AMMM STOPPING ALLL MY WRITINGS

MY OVER ENTHUSIYASAM
TO SWIM OVER THIS FLOOD
BUT DARK

FRIEND RAGHAVAN SCREWED KNIFE SELFILY INTO THROAT
AND WAITED IN RAIN FR HIS DEATH
THE SOUND OF RAIN DROPS ECHOEING IN BRAIN

I HAVE TO GO
I HAVE TO GO

AT LAST

MY WEAPON

she doesnt know
what iamm suffering

she whom i loved
love means blood

my suffocation
my pain
depression

i amm pouring booze
on that wound.....

need to lose sense
that s my biological system

like in every love story
she s saying
forget all

i cant
it s a deep wound

dry leafs
lost rivers
my native a worse death.

starting my drink
at morning
i like early sun
and early bird

once it all will
invade by sea tounge
heart trumbling

became lonely
in darkness
one thing i can do
CRY CRY CRY CRY
cry enough......

let me write one letter to her
wrote lots of
and burned all

i amm losing milage of my heart
ii have to pour
i amm going to bar
to speed up my cry vehicle
and
cry cry cry endlesss
tear drops are my weapon
to her.......

MY WEAPON

words

father was killer of words
mother was pamper

i know this is a pain
this words

wild flowers
animals
hand off arrow

the night father expired
the day mother.....
wild word "death"
and one star in sky

while remembering god
while accumulated sin from me
haunting by words?

one bomb blast
one massaccare
one tragody
cheating
words haunting it self

the sound
i murmmered her
"love" the word.
make waves and i amm swimming on
waves......

words?
grand ma
hug me fr a second

one emptiness is coming
i amm elopping
from words....................

GOOD MAN?

what is a good man?

man with out mad
with out alchahole.....

no thinkingss
havent images
dont have iritation from brain cells...

dont out burst mad
dont come to near me
mad s transmitting desies

hw u can adre one mad man
one crual?......

i need a wild fruit
to sober.......

i came back from
one function
cremation of a good man

i have to lead
ths mad
childrens unnesacerly sink and die
in my soul.......

they dont know hw to swim

i amm stepping over
good men dead bodies

worst
in logic.......................

BUT after all i can seee
glitter in my daughter s eyes....

but in mental asaylam
i amm as like a
upside down turtle....


i need a good man

BUDHA KIND on me
way the paths.....

jeevithamm LIFE

false
and love

that male and female

end of suffer

what would be there
after the end of suffer

that s the real emptiness
or
full filled life

i amm accepting a flood

i am in
a hell paining cancer ward
with my father......

while secondary attack
he lost memmory spot....
losing sentences words.......

what would be there
at the end of suffer

or
ther would be no reply
fr tears?

suffer

suffer?

sound

i never
heard the sound from me



velllathullikalll veezhumplleee
as like drops


you dislike

ente kannneerinnee chavutti puurathhaakkiii
you close heart against my tear drops


pooozhiyilll iruttadanju poyaaaaa
it blast my optical nerves

eylids and
lence
and

i have clear eyes
but i havent visions

if u pelt stone there is sky
if you drope tears there is earth

i love sounds

can heaer

vioce
voice

flood is the real silence

she dont know
what s the real art
how to net the golden fish

how i rub off the nail marks
from she



haw i trust my meat

red flowers become black

at last
i will be a fume
from
my lover

shade lost

in the same morning;
she abandoned him
he lost his shadow

can you assume
a man with out shadow

really he lost
surface
he mistaken that s a lost of shadow ;;

intoxication and mad
fire from his life
he had bathed in sea
fr soul things of his anscistors

from salt taste
he felt the foolishness he did

it s true
he s a shadeless creature
so he pouring alchahole
for all shades in earth....

he tens and trembling
slowly face of his mother, fading awaye from his soul.

his murmmuring sound
he loved that
shadow bird.....

he knows at last
it will be here
in his brain as black spots
in memmorry space....

he s waiting
rain shades.....

shade lost

pain

what is pain
what is pain

is it derived from
brain?
heart?
what is pain
WHAT IS PAIN

FROM SCRATCHS
from skin

from child hood
swelled nail
wound

pain pain
nenver nevr endless
skin, brain, hair,
vever lose of
memmory stire

i am exclamimed
wy alll
my child

pain pain
i amm always keep away pain
with

pain
pain pain pain pain

my freezer s away from pain

pain

i cant suffer any pain

pain

i can seee
sun
moon
tar roads
rails

as like a baloon
pain

but i have to live
pain

nights and shades

god Is an ever cheater

who filling
all this intox and mad in me.

i need change
as from my deep soul

what hurdle in between
sun rays?
romantic moon.?

iamm loving life
and hating life

i want to go deeeppp in rocks
and enjoy night and shades

can hear
sound of light

my god; emancipate
all life.

i dont know
hell
sacrifice

i want to sing
all abuse song to kannnaki

in night and shades
just a brain in intoxicATE

deep blue

in that evening
while sinking life of his father
he just looked mothers face

waves waves waves

deep deep deep.....sea blue

in his life
he try to hold in love
he lost it

then he know
from sea side
what happend in mothers face

he loves the deep blue

tear drops

he wished to live
like flower

but alll upset
alchahole upset all
and change chemestry

but
his eyes showred drops
tear

his brain sells
murmering fromm far far away from hs soul

dont spoil dont spoil
hs mind cant realise
what all this

he starts to next bar
with his tear drops

stray and
mental pain

he showering tear drops from
a pure soul
but that soul s brutual

he knows the drops
once they will disaappeared
hs ancsitoral cremation ground
with him

tear drops and he
go to bar

stain

blood stain,
and sweat stain.

my prayer to god
love
life.

soul haunting

who was with me
i amm filled

shadows
rainbow
sun
moon
father
mother
sistor
himself;;;;;;;;

prenayathinte ekkanthathayilllllllll
avanummm adhmahathyaa cheythu

he committted sucide
with his lonelyness of love

which rat scour his mooon
at every night
which rat?

but he knows
there where blood stains in sky
every morning

to my anonymous friend

iam always hearing
that sound cry of a child....

i was in a melting road
had an optical illusion
drops of water

one dream
"my daughter eating mud"
wat all ths?
my anonymous friend?.

f "in flood my moms body ...
floating "

what all this
when??????????????//////

comrade

comrade
i boycott red flag

like moon boycott night
in new moon.....

capital cumulated
i scared party will
eat me like cat mom....

it has logic
and proves .......

i am scaring
potbelly and silk shirt....



comrade
u my anonymous friend....
i am slowelly becoming cruel and
anti human.......

GENE

kind god
drowned in sea

she
the prostitute sacrifice her life
on waves...

the silent sun

her childrens
scream echoed in that old busstand?

i lost the thread of love
i cryed....?

they cremated her
her life became ash....

my life trumbling
about that childrens
what will be ther future?....

their ID
THEIR GEne?
their faces r always walking
in my dreams......

while in the sea roar
i concidor
she try to tell
the history of her chidrens gene?

evening sun
peeping my window
i stope ths poem here.....

END OF A LONG STRAY

now heis a freezed animal
any body can make
can make wounds
in this flesh
ther s no blood drops

this animal stopped writing
stopped his imaginations......

he lost
the book of harvest
and the sight from infinity

he cant do anything
he s waiting fr that
whom have crown of kindness

he begging mercy
he have to hide in womb
before sun open thAT eye

he cant survive
flood of this unknown sad

the last thread of light
will break at any time
he knows the darkness very well......

after: all existence,
he just escaped from sucide....
one morning?

ONE MORNING

iam thinking to
droppe all ths foolishness
and start to live practical.....

bcz
this early morning
i saw one a man Kunjikkannan
hanged himself
he was our family coconut tapper....
he was my friend .....

i amm recogenising
the pooor and innicent cant live in kerala...
their mind set fatigue
bcz of envirnmental destructions
and domminnance of middle class party culture......

wy ?
we had been boozed
and exchanged our sorrows each other
he named his son MOMAN.............

S THAT FLY AWAY
HS STATE OF MIND.....

i could nt keepp away my eys from hs body
bcz he hanged
on a branch of one mango tree
which we had playedin child hood
with tender and riped mangoes.................................

what s happening in life......

his smalll hut
surrounded by huge bunglows
as in a war cituation
in our village thiruvalloor.....................................................

it s true experience happend in early morning........................

morning.............................................................................

godess

heart doesnt know
the blood from wr

at same
blood dosnt knw
wat s heart

who made
the art
as body

love
darknes
tasts
like sour
bitter



my friend in my school
died
named
Yedhuoo

i am praying
to
kill my mad

i want to go
my godess
willl be ter
at night
11.30

can i ...........................................................

RAINFLY

rain flys
trap

ter was lights.:
in light
there s hanging
oil dipped paper
that s the trap;
that s the trap:

rain flys
they r contingent from rain mud....... fr Kanu sanyall........... my beloved comrade..

LIFE

after all
he tried to love life

but he has
one naughty soul

he starts think
the right line

sad rays
in desert;
drops of water cant
survive ter,,,in his naughty soul.

look to ter....
all expireds r alive......

surroundings r filled with frighnds
bcz
it s governed by negligence.......and memmory lost

he slowly
closed his eyes....
ter
he can see the black
the blood of his naughty soul
he recogenise
ter s no end
that black stream...............

he go and
present kiss on forhead of hiss daughter

he said
"life s only ter
the shinig human facess and eyes"..........

mohan

WOUND

my wound
died

i cant survive
with out wound

sad and,
silence r dancing;
in burning sunlight.


i like
over expose
my cam.

but
i cant survive with out wound

what was my wound?
whatever? it was?
i cant survive ;
with out.

wantatouch

one needle
touch on eye balll

my wife did
to
onee who waiting fr
never coming lover.

i ammm always
harassing her
as

who s my
wife

s she with me
from begin?

iamm waitingg fr a lover
but
in everyy morning
we makingg love

but wat s ter
in night

i want
a neverr endingg touch
bczz
iamm in fear
will it flyy away
this thing
this mind
this soul in me

Renuka my friend
in child hood
expired

is it a dissolved sense
conciouss and mad
or absence of love

the swan
who carrryingg
messagess
off lovee
disapppeared

is it onlyy my images
wr s the reality

i want a touch i want a touch
by the heart hands

calm salt

can
she willl
abond ths meat

it will keep
away
likee the existendd me

iamm crual
iamm sad
i need a friend

afraid
my life

ineedd a friendi need a friend
i need

as my nail
as my soul
as my love

tear s tear
is it a rain
rain
no

but
it s
calm salt...............

ജെലവുംമം njannuuooom

ഞാനും ജലവും .....
വെള്ളത്തോട് എനിക്കെന്താണ് ഇത്ര ഇഷ്ടം
പലപ്പോഴും അതില്‍ മുങ്ങി മരിക്കേണ്ടതായിരുന്നു

വെള്ളപുറത്തു ഞാന്‍ കടലിലേക്ക്‌, പുഴയിലേക്ക്
വയല്‍ വെള്ളത്തിലേക്ക്‌ എടുത്തു ചാടുന്നു
കൈകാലിട്ടടിക്കാന്‍ വെള്ളം ഉള്ളത് കൊണ്ടു രെക്ഷപെടുന്നു
നിലം പറ്റെ വെള്ളമാണെങ്കില്‍ ചെളിയില്‍ പൂണ്ടേനെ ,മുഖം

ഇത്തരം ഒരു ഭ്രാന്തിനു കാരണം ,
ദൈവമോ, പ്രകൃതിയോ,
അതോ ഈ വെള്ളം തന്നെയോ ?

ഏത് മരു ഭൂവില്‍ എത്തിയാലുമുണ്ട്
കാതില്‍ ഈ ഓളം തല്ലല്‍,
മനസ്സില്‍ yera യുടെ ഒരു ഗ്ലാസ്‌, ice cubes ,
തഴുകി താഴും നിറങ്ങള്‍
വെള്ളത്തുള്ളികളായി തോനുന്നു


മനസ്സു ഈ ജെലതോട് എന്തിനിങ്ങനെ കലഹിക്കുന്നു ?.........
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redflowers

i amm afraiding
wll maoistss kidnapp u fromm ter
my poorr doctor
practicing in remote village

iread one news tis morning
they subotage railss in bihar

once i was a maoist
i adore red flowers

but
slowlyy it
lost water content

i becammee silent
against revelution

in last dream
i was with u

ter u lived i under a tree
full of red flowers
u forced mee to look red

ur murmuringss
MOHAN IT S NOT RED FLOWERS
IT S SUN RISE

ഒറ്റ കയ്യന്‍

eeee kadailarambathinte
thudakkam evideyyaanu

idinju poya kadavilirunnu
aalochichu;
maari maari
pokunnuuu ullukal

ente nashtapetta kayyppathi
neelayum ravum chernna
parayudee prethikaaram

ottakayyen
kudiyan
pachanadu
chuvannu karuthu pokunnuuuuoo

savathinte manamullaa
ee
puzhayil
kozhuthaa vellathilenthokkee nischalamaayyee;;

ullileee
kadalirambavum kondu
prenaya jelamm varanda
manazintee jaalakamm ellam adachu
illathayipoyaa
sthalakalathil orottakkayyan

manazila kadailrambamm maathram
ithu jelaa millathaa
oru kadalirambm aannoo?

allenkil
ee irambathintee thudakkamm evideeee?

JEEVITHAM

ennnee pedippichathu entee ammmaa thannee yanu
njann ellla,,, nashtaa peduthunnuuu
aaarrroooo enthoo nedunnuuuu
jeeevitghammm
etraa krroorammanennuu
noookku marannammm
butttt
avareennee konddduuu pkunnoooo
bellalsangammm
chayyeeaaannnn
enthukonduuu averrr
mattoralleee
thirenjeedukkunnillaaa
enttee soundaryaammmm
athanuu athinteee
ghedhaghammm
veluthavanu karuthavann
karuthavanu veluthavan


njannitharoduu parayummm
entee sankadammm
kuttiyayairikkummbooo
orulpadaaalukall enneee
akaraamichirunnuuu
ennuuu

njannn
alllee itghellammm
alleee
enikkennii ethonnuummm
sahikkaannn
vayyaaaa
iammm goingg tooo coommmiiittt
sucideeee
iacannntttt

VIDHI

nizhalukalayallla
nammal
jenichathum
kandathum

aksharangalaayooo
mamsamm ayyoo
allla...

enikkundu kuree
ormakal
ninakkum.

mana preyaazangal
aanandhangal
vevalathikal
jeevitham

athaa
orma
admaavaayi
karu karuthaa vellathil
mugham nokkunnuu

ninnee kaathirunnee pattuuooo
athanentee vidhi........

FRIENDS SOUL

solgans bursted from me
nw murmerring in streets


the soul
of friend who died
in police fire
making shades of sad

i am always walking to my life
i want to live live

whr s our party
is it disnitegrated one
or cammping with highier class?

i hide in the shades
of my friend soul......;;;;;

MOON SICKNESS

moon died
becz of the knife edge;
love of dawn

me became alone
at dawn
on road
i was a moon sicked man:

last night i drunk lot
and cried fr
that far away moon

that cry
blast the wall.
in between moon light andmy brain

i became epilepic
and forgot the wholee me
in under moonlight showered roof

i spent the
last whole night
on this road
as moon sicked.

i have to go
so iam going
one sigh in my heart
my life become starts

the road
the hills
the green

i knock the door
mom opend;
and cursed..
our ancistors,
ffr this bloody drunkan habbit

i keep
the always pray in my mind
" mom this s nt a bad habit
this s moon sickness"

and go to
one nap

what what? what in this early morning

nothing
but i am slip to

life
i know life s els where

an absence is absence
feeel and tempt

after allll
dove of the sadnes
caged .

frommm love love from love ur moman

DISPOSED

it was a plastic cup
the most mass threat of earth

but ter was a cofee
tasted

and every body feel to cry
that wrinkled plastic one

even in dropped
it has sinking in sweet memmory
bcz
it used by a human

white colored one
collected by a begger girl
to recycle.

some times the fate willbe
become glass again
coffee again......

good morning

BIRDS LOST

the birds lost
i am not in wishes
as like this

i am not in wishes
dont as like this

but i have to fly
ihave to enjoy freedom
i have to go

i have to celibrate self

some tims i am flying
some times iam landing

some times i am crying
pointing the beak against sky

my screams r echioing around me
oh god
pls hide me away from thesess