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Syam Madappattu Poem
My son is always on the wings of hurricane
though he breathes as a gentle breeze
No doubt,one day his father may be uprooted
Like a juggler he plays, not with balls,
but with dates and figures.
Dad tell me about this pact
Dad tell me about that treaty
Dad who were on the other side
Dad who were they
But his father keeps mum always
Why should one slip over the moss
Silence is the panacea to switch off his libido
That night was not unusual
His questions paraded before a drooped head
Reeling in the whirls of intoxication
I dissolved my self in a peg of vodka
Locked the dungeons of past, present and future
Sprouted in his mother's veins
I melted her with kisses
But somewhere in the darkness
I could hear wriggling, groaning
Paws groping,jaws widening
I could feel a medal swelling on my chest
Blood is crying,sweat is gasping
My friend, let me be frank
That night,from head to heel
itching snailed over me.Still scratching
An unhealed wound is burning as an ember.
Copyright © Syam Madappattu | Year Posted 2014
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Syam Madappattu Poem
Her 'Verses on Schizophrenia' was written
while both of us were immersed in Gauguin's
yellow ocher smudging the eves in Tahiti
on a bankrupted canvas throbbing to suck pigments
each stroke ripping the foils of rustic mystery
unfolded fathoms of emotions undeciphered in her skies
eclipsing the tulips of reason,erosioned roots underneath
her gaze was thrust on an ivy stretching hands
towards quivering wind perplexed to hide somewhere
paraphrased each pulse in to the prose of dead tissues
Her 'Verse on Schizophrenia' lies on the table
A meteor crosses through the heart of a syllable
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Byju Road lies there
cinnamon and cardamom
in jars sigh intermittently
of the forthcoming marriages
under the eaves of pawned property
Barbie sits among the
plastic flowers,covering
the dust of indifference
her eyes search the glow
on the edge of a child's last wish
sliced vegetables and chopped meat
smeared in oil whimper on pans
a maid peels onion
and her eyes well up with tears
a dagger glints over her skies
fishmongers dry their saliva
shouting and bargaining,then
sell themselves;unveiled eyes of fish
stare at their futile fate
twilight curls up
staggering feet and swaying heads
monopolize the road; the stink
of vodka envelops the whole trial
Byju Road lies there,devoid of heart
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Strived feet are
stumbled on this river bank
cold and slender fingers
wading through the rapture of ripples
reminding,
dying
dying,forever
eclipsed were the ways
pain strewn thorns
anguished astray
wavering wilderness
pensive plodding paths
wither,they
wither,forever
after
the light years
I know, you will map us
on the palm of a miser
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No one has ever
plunged in to her loneliness
purging the moss
of yesteryears
sealed false promises
on unquenched lips
ploughed bedsheets
mapping the maze of lust
tears swept eyelashes
coarse broken bangles
on the mirror
oozing days and nights
make an aborted collage
of stained sin
no one has ever
crept in to her canoe
cracking the pod
of yesteryears
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frozen leaves
bear the marks
of betrayal
a toss between
heaven and earth
counts down
an oscillated life
tonight
at my door steps
frayed and frozen
a leaf take its
last breath
dear, forgive me
Copyright © Syam Madappattu | Year Posted 2015
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Her fingers stroking my hair
and the beam of ray peeping
through the window melt
at this hour of shallowness.
I think of a mimosa blushing.
Leaning against the wall
she swallowed me
in to her bones and marrow,once.
A brimming river burst in our veins.
I think of a fossil
something hollow
Out side the window
the river lies there.
A sinew just pulsating,
draining into the crust of the earth.
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I lie on a mound of earth
Ebb of agony swells my consciousness
In the mist of farce
figures fade out
Innocence of paper boats
drowns in the floods of tears
A rainbow ascends mourning
the lost kiss of little feet on its hunch
Butterflies flutter in to the crevices of oblivion
ignoring the touch of little fingers
Forlorn and forsaken
I lie on a mound of earth
Rain seeks pores on my body
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She
scribbles on the sands
a shipwrecked autobiography
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Belated
confession
won't heal your wounds
I know
My chunk of heartbeats
won't smooth the string
of harp in heaven
I know
Yet
at the feet of your soul
trampled flowers, bleeding
worm eaten olive leaf, wavering
A crow opens burning beak
and gulps the full moon
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