Man without shadow

Man without shadow

She told
She is my shadow

Beware…!
in every Moment
shadow is there

felt uneasy
how to bury
my shadow

at last time
saved me
now my shadow
is not mine
somebody has
bought my shadow
after receiving
101 sovereigns
what a strange
business…….

so please...sow peace

So please.. Sow peace

So please …
Sow peace in KANNUR,
Reap happiness in hearts

We don’t want
score sheets
What we are receiving
from RSS and CPI (M)

Ashamed to know that
RSS has killed
three CPI(M) men….
and three RSS men
were killed by CPI(M)

now match is
in a culmination point
stop violence and stop killing

who is the conqueror and
who is in the other side

‘brother has killed’
‘son was murdered’
‘I become a widow’
‘yesterday ,I
lost my father’

these are the head
lines from KANNUR

victims are weeping
splendid life
for hooligans
prisons are shelters
for fake comrades

full of contradictions
we don’t want this
primitive justice

so please……..
sow peace in KANNUR ,
reap happiness in hearts

TIME...,Lover and stranger

Time…, Lover and stranger

In 1996
Monday at 10 am
my lover
introduced me
to her class mates
“he is my lover”

Time has passed on

In 2006
Thursday at 10 pm
her sister
enquired about me
she answered
who?
I do not know
Stranger.....

Time…, Lover and stranger
are, one and the same
only the time has
given to a person
these names
lover and stranger

time has directed
a person to
play in different
roles…..

Time…, lover and stranger

I am tired, aged and my arteries too....

I am tired, aged
and my arteries too....

i do not know
I am tired, aged
and my arteries too

this is the second time
Cardiologist is keen
and doing his or her experiments

another bypass surgery
i do not know
my heart’s arteries
will endure this time

this time
doctor is an alien
i do not know,
from where he or she
uncertainty is every where

an invisible doctor
conducting the surgery
with the help of
Microsoft vista or XP
his or her scissors are not visible
i do not know
whether he or she has
the instruments with him or her

full of shadows
mourning are every where
I do not know
I am weeping or not
changes are inevitable
let me pray my last
prayer to almighty
“This time may not give
Protection to my arteries”

I do not want to lend
My heart again
For another by pass surgery
I am tired, aged
and my arteries too

SWAMI SARANAM

Swami saranam

I know the path
Leading to the temple
Is full of thorns and stones
Alas,
Where I saw you
My temple minister
Beneath sanctum sanatorium
You were not praying,
But preaching as usual
And counting tins
MOON…merchant of belief
You are far away from god
What should I sing?
'Swami saranam'
Nothing else......

SHAME

SHAME



Shame…….
A moron
Is ruling…..

License
who has given
the license
to unleash violence
and eliminate
human beings
in 'nandigram'

law
“either hold
a party card
or dig courtyard
to make
Graveyard”
Shame
He is an
Indian

Afraid
It is not
far away
Hitler will
hoist red flag
at Red Fort

shame
being a
silent spectator
a moron ….
is ruling…….

you made me a communist

YOU MADE ME A

COMMUNIST



i had believed in socialism
and nonviolence
i had hoisted blue flag

in my dreams
i was always in
white starched

'khaddar' clad

one morning
a comrade came
he pointed his sword
in to my neck

blood profusely came
comrade swabbed
with white kerchief
"a new RED FLAG"

comrade ordered me
to hoist the new "red flag"

another comrade came
and taught me
how to abuse fourth pillar
and i learned the word
"BUSTARD"

a senior comrade
came and taught me
how to be a secular

now i am uttering the
word "VULTURE"
where i am seeing
priest and nuns

COMRADES,
earlier i was a
human being
now....

you made me
a COMMUNIST