Long Unstinted Poems

(Onam is Kerala’s state festival based on the belief of the annual visit of Mahabali, the legendary king of the land, now an occupant of the netherworld.)

I am Mahabali, the king who ruled the land...

Read More

* There is one person I would bring back in a heartbeat, and that's my favorite human being of all-time, Walt Whitman - he literally changed my life with his poetry, and brought true beauty...

Read More

Oh, My Dear Walter, how your words have slayed
          Humbled me, broken me, molded, remade

To taste of your world, see above or below it
  ...

Read More

The spent sun sank on the transit, 
took away the colors of the chameleon sky.
The masked face of clever craft on display
enticed me to walk entranced
on the dark garden pathway.
The creepy night sipped the fluid...

Read More

Of the first five Presidents of the USA, 
four were Virginians. What does that say? 
It says that the South, superb, serene, 
bestrode the land, a virgin queen. 
When the gauge of a nation's financial...

Read More

In the secluded seashore of an isolated island, 
I build the castle of desire with sands of dream,
protect the fragile precincts with fervent care
from the beleaguering waves breaking on them.  
The surge of strife...

Read More

In secret temples, hidden from the sun
A false faith gathers, deceit is done
Gullible hearts, enslaved by design
Treasures drained, with prophetic lies divine

Their slogans echo, "Bring ye, bring ye"
Promising blessings, but delivering misery
To the obedient, a...

Read More

The daunting mountain formidable
in the undulating rough landscape of life, 
needs to be climbed as destined. 
When the solemn summit alluringly calls,
I follow the undefined tough trail 
through the surging storm of tribulation. 

I saunter...

Read More

I’ve to climb the formidable mountain of life,
the summit to be reached on the track of strife. 
I surrender to the designed will of the Almighty, 
in His prescribed intent I repose my trust entirely,...

Read More

The tortuous path up the arduous mountain 
of the tormented life you’ve acquired,
needs to be scaled at the beckon of destiny
as the solemn summit awaits you,
you follow the crumbling trail of agony 
through the surging...

Read More

I’d dip my brush in colours
Orange, Red, Green and Blue
If I could only live this life again
My entire world painted anew

I’d run along a path crowned in orange
As the earth meets the setting sun
And colour...

Read More