Sunday, June 28, 2009


I am sitting with an Inkless pen
On the black rocks looking high
To pen the story of existence
Without a myth to defend myself
Days of crystal white sky above
There once I sat amazed and alone
Gazing at the white sky with no fear
As it spread like a sacred desert
Covered by the night smog from distant fire
And spreading its scent of infinity all around
Endless white and unanswered questions
Signs of surrender and peace so bright
All across the white blank heaven
Slowly it dissolved in the mystery
Just leaving a proof of its existence
And giving me unsolved new puzzles
A new one every single time
But in no time its white again
Leaving me clueless and more amazed

Seasons with colours and grey passed
And im still sitting with the inkless pen
To pen the story of existence
Aiming to break silence of the wind
To solve the blankness spread wide
My story of existence will begin
When the white blankness clears
Giving me words and lines to write
Till the day the divine sky clears
Ill be waiting with my inkless pen
Gazing the white sky spread above....


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Its has to rain

Eventually it has to rain
Sky has to go dark and cloudy

Then a moment of windy silence
Leading to a never ending downpour

No matter how hot the summer was
Melting our green earth to brown

No matter how the clear the sky was
Like the vast wave less ocean above us

Even if its the spring time coming ahead
Or the dark winter days coming up

Sky has to go dull and gray
Waiting for the word to spread

Then a moment of anticipatory hush
Leading to an awaited cloudburst

For the dust to settle into its place
After flying high and wide from its blood

It has to come back with the deluge
For a new beginning and rising

Be it spring time ahead or the dark winter
It has to rain..Those drops should fall...


Sunday, May 3, 2009


After was Limerick which again started the craze in me and Ram to pen down some lines at office while taking breaks from work. Oh Gosh those were the and syllable counts...:D :D

What is a limerick??

Wiki describes : A limerick is a five-line poem with a strict form (AABBA), originally popularized in English by Edward Lear, which intends to be witty or humorous, and is sometimes obscene with humorous intent.

Like Haiku it's not just the syllable count, but rhyming and the toughest thing - the humor....
Salient features of a Limerick are:

1. It is five lines, single stanza poetry.

2. The syllable structure goes like this 9-9-6-6-9

3. Unlike haiku, rhyming here plays a great part. The first, second and fifth line should rhyme with another and third and fourth lines have a separate rhyming.

4. The first line should end up with a place’s name. (something really important)

5. It is supposed to be FUNNY (challenging!!).

So here goes teh first Limerick by Ram, which INTENTIONALLY is written on me....should i be happy?? well the dedication is sweet but he called it a Sitcom (God he can never be all-kind )

I Met a smart rabbit in Madras

With a special aura so wondrous
And with red hot temper
And Very horrifying anger
Still she is royal as a Heiress

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


Everything faded away like a sunset
May be night came in at a wrong time

Stars and moon gazed frm the high skies
And my heart and lyf wer worst ever blue

I sat in the seashore alone watching waves
Each waves showed me days we shared in the past

As the night grew older,Tides were at their lowest
The night and darkness faded slowly to dawn

Waves were blue and even the sky slowly turned blue
It was me in the seasore watching the same sun

I saw it set,wen my heart shattered into pieces
I saw it rise,pushing me to the dawn of darkness

Sun was bright and brighter colors all around
Walking to my room I saw the world in light

I looked at the sun in despair..The same sun
Thoughts of that sunset pierced ma broken heart again

Ma world became colourless thn black and then dark
I ran into the deep darkness away from the light

So far that I slowly faded away from the world
So far from sun and its light,I walked into duskiness

Slowly faded and found myself invisible in inquity...

Monday, April 27, 2009


With the light air inside
Swaying selflessly in the air
So light as It will burst
Into a thousand droplets

If I try to touch it
To feel is altruism

Away from the single source
It flew up slowly to the sky
With its shining shell of beauty

Showing me its colours in a spectrum
Of a single ray of setting sun
Inviting me to touch it
To feel the selfless way of life

Asking me to break the shackles
And sway in the air like the bubble
So humble and gentle up in the air

This might be just an illusion
Mere Fantasy or a dream

Still i see it swaying in the air
With enchanting shell of beauty
Inviting me to touch it and feel it
So selflessly to burst into a thousand droplets.......


Thursday, April 23, 2009

I will forget you one day

Pre Script : Ram is far from home..i mean he was already far from home..given his home is in Calicut and he was in Chennai...but now he is far from Chennai 2....he is in a small tiny miny place where his "
branded" stomach refuses to digest the local food..he told me that even Lian (one of our very caring colleague/senior/friend) has allowed him to skip food...because the food is actually bad...i doubt whether the following poem is just an outcome of his empty stomach, occasionally filled with tender coconut???...anyways whatever...

he told me that he is again seeing rainbow in dark night sky (
this once happened b4 and the result were a bunch of poems on love which i think i have published, may be or may be not..)..i wish he is ok...but then his insanity is the only sign of him being in his senses :D :D.....

he exclusively asked me to check out this poem when he seldom mentions about his writings in any of our conversation...its a silent Gmail affair ;)....he told me he is into
"realistic sadness" (a poetic term coined by him?..may be who knows) and that the poem ll prove it....

now when i read this i am sure of two things...

first the realistic sadness is not a term coined by him..the poem is reallly a reality and sad...

second i know tender coconut has nothing to do with the has to do with a real person..sad as it may sound..but i know its no fiction...anyways sit back and enjoy...

I will forget you one day
The days of million emotions we shared
Discussing things of which we were scared
I will forget all these one day
Like the day fading into its dusk
Our promises will fade away into the dark

New relations and more people between us
Will make us shout to hear each other
Where once we heard each other`s heartbeat
Even when we were miles apart

Impatience of the infancy will grow up
Even if we never wanted it to happen
Life will go so busy for us
Leaving us less time time to turn back
And thus our past will fade away
Into mere dusted old tales of life
The same past were we celebrated our relation
Like a new beginning till the very end of our life

As the melting glaciers of the poles
It will be very slow,but still melting
Just like the way we came close
I will forget you one day
Place you in my shelves of past
Which I rarely or never go through
I will forget you one day
Just like the way we met one day


Friday, April 17, 2009

HAIKU and more Haiku

I should have posted this in march or so...those were the days me and RAM a.k.a KRIS were just mad about HAIKU....making every three lines fit the criteria of it...well this just took us to limerick and then a lot of Chinese ad Japanese poetry styles....

Sorry forgot to tell you what actually a Haiku is...

A haiku is basically a 5-7-5 syllable something poetry...or say lines..coz they don’t rhyme, and seldom contain any of the poetic devices, it’s simple presentation of a thing, moment or person. One more quality of Haiku is Kigo, a seasonal word, as Haiku is traditionally based on nature, and the use of Kigo is somewhat customary.

For further details refer the teachings on Haiku of
Prats at WL or my personal blog

So here's his HAIKUs...

A Tear from my eyes
As Dew falls from a leaftip
My Darkest winter

Wind blowing ever so hard
My dreams I held very tight
Slowly,Its fading

Thy lord made some smile
Why is it tears in the rest
Les Miserable

My Past is so sweet
Now my life is bittersweet
My nostalgic pain

Monday, March 30, 2009

There is a fire ~~~ in and around me

Took me years and years to know
And smiles and tears to know
What ever I do to be alive
There is a fire,burning fire

I hid the pain in my eyes
And hoped tears would wash it
I locked myself in a dark room
Then I ran miles into the woods

I had a fire in me,buring fire
Never ending thirst to live
I saw me rising above the sun
To see the world beneath me

I went deep into the ocean
Drank water for my thrist
I saw me floating in the waves
Weightless but still burning

Then I went deep inside me
And asked myself about the fire
I lived talking to myself
To end the thrist and burinig fire

Gradually I ended my thirst
With fire still burining inside
Because now I know,there is a fire
Waiting for me,burning fire


Friday, February 27, 2009

Broken chair

Its a broken wooden chair Made centuries back

It has seen laughing angels
Crying devils too

It broke its back leg
And a cracked its seat too

Dont Sit on that wooden chair Its broken,centuries ago

Broke wen it saw devil laugh
And crying angles too

People sat on it,played piano
Nobody listened to its weep

It cried and asked for help

All listened to the symphonies

No one listened to help
Lords sat on it, and dukes too

Neither saw the crack in the leg Ministers came,peoples representatives

Decades past still noone came for help

History talk about leaders and greats

None of them saw the crack in the leg

One day chair broke its leg

When laughing devil sat on it

Crying angles left its seat

Seat too started cracking like the leg

Dont sit on that wooden chair

Its broken..

Waiting for a hero to fix it
Till then its a broken chair...


Monday, February 23, 2009

Girl at the Bus Stand

A special day in the crowded street
A lot of colors and a beating sun

Among the red white green I saw blue
After that in the crowd I saw only blue

As sun glowed in the vast blue sky
She just glowed in the light blue

She stood listening to her earphones
And I started to hear her music in my ears

Her eyes looked coffee brown in the sun
Blinking to the beat of my heart

She was the one for me,her eyes said
As I saw my reflection in her eyes

In the evening sunshine she stood
And me in bus caught in the traffic

As every second in the clock shot down
The pain of departure got me and my heart

With no aim I jumped out of my bus
As I just couldn't leave her there

As each bus passed the stop
Every time my heart skipped a beat

Eventually when she left me there alone
By that time I was nomore alone......


Friday, February 20, 2009

My First Step

First step I took was holing my mom`s hand
My first own step I fell tumbling down
Steps I took alone were never again perfect
Like the step I took holding my mom tight

Amazed watching the sky and stars I wandered
Those where the steps,I took with no aim
And for those aimless steps I had to down
And take small steps forward in shame

I tried to repeat those successful small steps
But failed as I lost trust of that guiding hand
I look ahead straight ,but my steps were scattered
And ended up in stepping into deep waters

I was slowly drowning into deep waters in tears
I saw a hand reaching out for me
Holding it tight,got out of the water
Took first steps out of the blackwaters

Held that hand to guide me walk again
And when I was about to run again
That hand held me tight from running
And controlled my steps towards perfection

Aimless steps slowly started to have direction
My steps were getting close to perfection
Holding that hand I took steps with a definite aim
And started to climb up the steps of fame

No longer my steps scattered everywhere
Because I walking holding that hand everywhere
And I walked rest of my life holding her hand
Her hand,which helped me repeat my very first step...

Friday, February 13, 2009


Into the rain,I walked
To the rain ,I talked
In a rainy night Im all alone
Walking in the street all alone

Made mates with shimmering light
And flirted with reflection of light
As she glittered in the black road
As she glowed in the black road

She shone golden of the neon lamp
She winked at me , once again
She was there looking at me for hours
I shared my pain with her and sorrows

In that rainy night,I was no more alone
Sitting in the footpath,I was not at all alone
She was listening to me,the whole night
She was winking and glittering all night

At dawn,Slowly she went away
Leaving me alone,she faded away
As vehicle and sun were to be seen
She was nowhere to be seen

And I walked of that street slowly
And I am still waiting for a rainy night
To meet her once again in that footpath
To see her ,talk to her as she glittered in the black road

A Dream....

Around the pool of sparkling spring
In the red rose bed the mid spring

With sun shining above me today
Ive been waiting long for this day

Humming bees and butterflies by my side
And little birdie looking to sit by my side

Far away in the lush green prairies
I can see my new house without boundaries

Living in the concrete jungle these years
Seeing only busy and life full of tears

Living with strangers,only for money
And now It ll be only me and my honey

Living with wild ducks and pigs
And eating berries and figs

It now seems like I ve found my life
Living in a farmland with my wife

I am now where I really belong
Why was I waiting for so long?

Im now a normal living creature
Living close to our mother nature


Monday, January 26, 2009

Songs of eternal silence...

I am a silent drummer
Without any drums by my side
I drum in the air
Beating the rhythm of silence
Striking chord with inanity
Seen in the eyes of bairn
I beat when it blinks
Beating the drum of silence
World sleeps with the silence
I play that tune of the world
Sielnce shows non vioence
I sing that hymn for the world
Life starts all alone
And when silence is broken we cry
Life ends and we are again alone
And for us the world will cry
I sing that silence song
Silence before birth and after death
I am a silent drummer
I beat the drums for the world
I sing for the blusterous world
Songs of eternal silence...


Little Johny

**Sometime the chemical locha in kris's mind becomes too critical...but he determined like always..never put his pen down :P ...and the result is below...njoy reading... :) and dont forget to sing (with action) it to your 5 year old:D

Buzzing mosquitoes in his ears
Little johny wanted to sleep
Exam stress and pressure
And Johny heard the alarm beep

He wakes up and brushes
To the study room he brushes
Piles of books in the table
Some thinker than Easop fable

Hours passed and its dawn
Johny studied without a yawn
Johny dresses up and runs
No time for bread or buns

Johny prayed to the God
Took sheets to write
Johny wrote a lot
More than Smartest of the lot
When times up,johny`s done
His face said to all,Mission done
Johny ran to his Mom
And said he knew it all

Johny!!!Mom came up shouting
Saw Johny is sleeping
And his alarm clock still beeping
9 o clock Mom said to Johny

And our smart little Johny
Wakes up and starts brushing
And put up his lazy gig
Says "My mom neva allows me to dream big"

white rose

Miles away deep into the woods
Bloomed a silent flower,white rose
Snowing and white misty mountain
Looked down to the flower,white rose

Amazed rose looked around to see
White glaciers and snow capped mountain
Saw the white fox and howling wolves
Among them stood the silent flower,white rose

Standing among the frozen white snow
Looked up to see the snow capped mountain
Silent rose danced with chilling breeze
Her white petals flew ith the tiny dewlets

Slowly tears poured from the white mountain
As the silent white primrose looked down
Mountain was so white as the rose so light
Till the sun came up and shined so bright

And the rose silently went back under snow
Tears flowed from the tall mountain peak
Washed away the white snowy woods to green
Still the silent white primrose was not seen

Cuckoos sang the first spring Symphonies
And came the buzzing bees and clourful butterflies
Spring time and smiles all around green woods
But for the mountain once so white,now all black......

Monday, January 19, 2009


She was the light of their life
She was the angle of their life
She was the one, full of life
She was the only in their life

Seeing her magic of spreadin smiles
Seeing her eyes blinking like stars
My heart saw seasons with her
And a lifetime to smile with her

She became the spark of my life
She became the faith of my life
She became the one who showed me life
She became the only one in my life

In a day all seasons passed in a flash
All smiles and laughter went in a flash
Eyes consoled my "It was just a mirage"
She left me alone went up to the sky

I guided them the path of my light
Following they went for the light
They saw birds flying in the sky
No one saw her shining in the sky

She was the only hope in my life
She was the living dream of my life
She set the waves of my own life
She was the present and past of my life

All those who went in search of my light
Following the light,my only light
All saw the moon and stars in the sky
No one saw her blinking in the sky

She is shining upther in the sky
She is shining among stars in the sky
She is looking at me from the sky
She is ther,the only I can see in the sky

For all those who think unreal and magic
It is not a fantasy,shes real to me
Like waves for the ocean,shes ther for me
Shining,guiding only for me.........


*This is just an extract from the poem cum story which kris is upto these days...story is about a boy who falls in love with a girl - who is dead- no more in this world....but has left her diaries, poems, creations the hero of our story feels her around and is madly in love with wait till he comletes his poem...keep checking blog..for rest of the part...

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