Category: Poems
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What I analyzed about my life.
I am like a small ship ferrying lots of people with dreams. Risk management is the ammunition I carry to protect them. I wont rest until I reach the destination. My determination is the sail I host. My investors trust is the fuel and adrenalin I have. Rough sea does not make me tired. Predatory […]
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Highdown Gardens
The Bench, A book and she is reading it to me lying on my lap. The magic of Notting Hill will be created. This is the place where I first caught my breath on snowdrops. I didn’t know what I was expecting to see and experience in this random place Worthing, that I chose to […]
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Of Blue Sky and Bare Trees
“I see the soul of the trees. Every gnarled knot & scar revealed. Nothing to conceal under a pretentious foliage.”“The branches like penitent lacerations of remorse & regrets extending further on and further on towards the sky, waiting for something.” Best part of writeup. It reminded me of the day when I painted “Solitude” for […]
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Live and Let Live
Why cannot people live by this simple principle? The reason I am putting my thoughts in print is because of the explanations people are expecting from my husband. They want to know why has he ALLOWED me to travel alone and stay alone for five months in a foreign land!!! How could she leave her […]
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Somewhere I belong.
Pic credit: Homestratosphere.com As if I needed a reasonto leave the porchlight onfor you to come looking for mebeneath the Bougainville planternext to the bottom porch stepwhere I buried my heart along with the house keysand place me in the locketresting above your heartwhich is the only place I knowas somewhere I belong. Somewhere I […]
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Phinnaeus: Why I like English Subject
One of the best investment decisions I took in my life was in 1999. It did not involve money but it was necessary to make it. I pronounced, “English will be the only language allowed in my family. No conversation can be in Malayalam or Hindi”. It was not a welcome move. Many of my […]
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Two Still Tango-ing Around
She is a Flower ChildWho Loved My FlawsHeld me Together as a PieceStill Poles Apart in ThoughtsI Walked AloneShe Followed Me SilentlyWhen Blessings Came CallingShe Called Out, be Gracious.
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World Poetry Day
You are slowly becoming an #AthukkumMele writer. Your chemistry with life, words, taste, thoughts and love are in perfect combination and well synchronised. Enjoying every moment of your creativity. Yesterday was World Poetry Day. I woke up to a tag on Twitter by a generous soul, who added me as one of his favourite poets. […]
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Hold My Hand
His expressions of loveSometimes are complicated wordsOtherwise just a touchBoth immersed in love. She hears those voiceless wordsAnd reads him like a tome. Thank you Penne.#MalfunctionsOfMyBrain He holds her handsWhen he feelsthat words are inadequate.She smiles,hearing his wordsthat his touch articulates. Hold My Hand
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Appreciation, Feel The Spark Within When You Give.
“Why do you appreciate me for even the smallest of things that I do?” She said with a coy blush. “Am I not supposed to? Appreciation and criticism comes pretty much natural to me.” With an amusement written all over her face, she said, “You have been appreciating me for what I have done for […]
Malfunctions of My Brain 