Understand
Searching amidst my wishes that belong to a lost realm
engaging in tactics futile to recover at least the precious ones
seen only in resting dew drops hanging on leaf tips swinging
sometimes to fall down and diffuse in the soil and be forgotten.
sun shines through some , glowing them golden till they disappear
sweat turns wasted as wishes escape off to dark depths of the sea.
faith in a radiant new moment makes me try, try once more
to pursue my dreams and search for my wishes buried and lost.
Only birds have seen the complete picture as they see everything from above. Ignoring dry wind roaring loud, much coarse higher they fly for a bird’s eye view.
No bird has ever turned its eyes away helpless doubting its vision ,perplexed about the images As the sun blazes hot the reality gets transformed it assumes to be a non existing mirage.
Drunk thoughts blur the wind borne sights blinding only people . birds see them clear Time never stands still ,wings flap every minute but the birds see it all along the line of human plight.
Doubles the speed of the wind as wings go motionless reaching places revealing views unknown , unexpected . Lost in thoughts a bird never finds its flight surreal gust holds trees down denying refuge in louring heights.
Nowhere a man returns to broken hearts events are designed to live short in minds. Birds hover over places same; undaunted trace the path of flight pinned in memory.
The birds fly ,many patterns form , sky colors them life is flashy ,the birds watch us change the hues. Every time we turn ourselves into mystery the eyes of birds above, shut tight.
drawing by ShreyaSusan Zacharia
Published in
The Art of Autism’s 4th Annual International Poems & Art for Peace Project (2019)
Severe pain wriggles out from my heart,
from my soul ;the light shines far away
Right within my throat the words hurry
to breach the fortress ,annoying my lips
Roses bloom in sunlight ,my eyes pleased by
nothing bright ,turns to lonely shadows
Some way which will take me higher and high
above my limits; every day i try to find
Utter envy fills my days as i struggle to set afloat
written thoughts ,while others shout their hearts aloud
Trust not any stories cool, or pictures perfect;
every day is a challenge but worth taking a chance.
Poems published in the desktop calender for the year 2019 by Autism Club Ernakulam
1
Ocean
Rivers flow in , to me, yet I seek more
The sun sinks in me ,red
My winds cool you at the day’s end.
I am the ocean, I am mighty
I rise with tides, dance with waves
I hold the world as lives drift
I am endless , my depth you
Fail to fathom, I am love.
2
Way to the top
Muddy roads wind along
Slopes to the summit.
Paths slippery,scary to fall
Wind howls cold, blurring sight
Moist leaves shivering off dew
I will take this way but, to the top.
3
Stray Dogs
Man’s best friend, his guide Chewy bones and cosy mats
For his guard ,his companion For his child , a buddy close
No kennel no master on the street Garbage piles are party for us. Why throw stones at us ,stray Born under the bridge, to moan
10,9,8… the drop in count resonated within the walls
In my tiny room i lay listening with a hasty heart
Tip of my tail twitched ,will my pal be back one day?
To the sun she goes, a long trip through the clouds.
Under the Russian flag your journey starts soon
Rare chance to fly amidst the stars and the moon.
Dare not to snap at a comet by its tail as you sail.
Are the unicorn and great bear still up in the sky?
Red sun renews his face every morning behind the hillock
Then you can hear me bark with Alby to chase away the cock
Return night ! you breathe cruel bad thoughts into my mind
Under a mat i would hide when sky boat spews fire flying.
Earth will be far when you watch from the cosmic glow
Away i sure will see your name shine in the milky flow
The world will remember you my brave friend who went
Above mans head, give him a lesson of being true to all.
We were an ill fed team of mongrels, but enjoying bones
Once we were set the cosmic canines to fly across universe.
Away you vanish in golden pages of history and science
Laika , you will always be my buddy . love Mushka.
photographs by my grandma when she visited space museum Moscow
നനഞ്ഞ ഇലകളിൽ നിന്നും ഇറ്റു വീഴുന്ന ജലകണങ്ങൾ അവിടെ സംഗീതമായില്ല. പറമ്പിൽ മ്ലാനത താളം കെട്ടി നിന്നിരുന്നു .
സന്ധ്യ ഇരവിന് വഴിമാറിയിട്ടും മരത്തിൽ നിന്ന് ചെറിയ കിളി കുഞ്ഞുങ്ങൾ ഇടയ്ക്കു ചിലക്കുന്നതു കേൾക്കാനേയില്ല .
സസ്യങ്ങളെല്ലാം സ്നേഹത്തിൻറെ അടയാളങ്ങളായിരുന്നു.
നന്മ മാത്രം ഉണ്ടായിരുന്ന ആ പറമ്പിൽ ആദ്യം അസ്വസ്ഥത പടർത്തിയത് അവരാണ് .
“നിശറു കടിച്ചാൽ കുട്ടികൾ വരുമോ?”
വിത്തുകൾ പോലും സൂര്യനെക്കാണാതെ തകർന്നടിഞ്ഞു ഇലകൾക്കൊപ്പം ചാരമായി മാറി. യന്ത്രക്കൈകൾ മുരണ്ടുകൊണ്ടു വന്നു പറമ്പു ഒരു പാഴ്മരുവാക്കി മാറ്റി .
ഒറ്റമരമായതുകൊണ്ടു ഞാൻ ഒരുപാട് സൂക്ഷിച്ചു നിന്നു ..
This poem was published in the anthology “FloatPoetry ” on the theme
Re-verse the Rivers
The mountain tried to reach the cloud
Stop her and ask something with a quiver in voice
The cloud fled as the rocks below began to crumble.
“Water started her turbulent journey here, from up here
From my head, with mist gliding in breeze, is my hair
Dying now I am, where are you my child? Cloud do you see her?
Tell me great valley, was she down there with you
Watering the fields that fill the plates as would Ganga do.
Over the murky waves the dolphins leap, gasping.
Unaffected by elements the sages keep chanting.
The Ganga washes their feet, then bids good bye to souls.
Are you there my child, to be in the journey eternal?”
A flute churns curd into love as the mother regrets
Restraining her soul’s cream as he sets out as life’s stream
And there he plunges into the beautiful Yamuna.
Cows tinkling their bells, birds singing sweet
Girls dancing, boys laughing loud with joy.
“Dear I know this is a festival which you do not want to return from”
“Right in front of the Taj do not thin down
Can a river keep everything else and let love drown?
Water why do you take things dirty, to clean the heartless?
Look how ugly a fine silver stuff has become!
Gone are the days when a beauty like you
The Indus, defined civilization and gave birth to a culture great.
Favourite to you dear , were the dancing dolls which you had hidden.
Many boats sailed with you with men of emperors great.
Bound by many dams she is helpless
She chokes as villages vanish for towns.
Did you remember Narmada as calmness blankets mountains
Mutely watching flood and famines.
Meeting with Sabarmathi you should dear believe
Such a human lived as much with flesh and blood.
Have you wound down south ,trailing the scent of jasmine?
Kaveri is a mother whose tears flow into fields of feud.
On the spread of sere sand art dances in stunning colors
Poetry thrives and merits still sprout along Nila.
Men across the land listened
Sankara teaching Advaitha.
Like the uncanny alligator that held him back
Waters of Periyar is a captive by the thirsty city.
River so strong so beautiful ,singing with the oars that splash
Retarded she flows amidst water front high rises.
Deluge was as never before as Pamba rushed
From the Sahya to the sea, she was roaring.
Man was seeking worldly gains grinding rivers under his feet.
Come back oh dear, my river ,where are you?
Have you gone deep into the earth to be with Saraswathi?”
Rays of strength start from me, spread boundless, wide
Safe in me lies my soul, very safe from any rule and guide
Set me free from your scales to assess my losses but
Count nothing, only what I have, all my grit and gut .
Everything I put against my true self breaks me countless
I whine and scream, you call it your misfortune endless.
A sea is trying to reach you with its corals and pearls
It is not just an unruly wave that splashes on rocks and snarls
Where do I find a judge who will hear me plead
Without giving a judgement on what I need .
My voice you may not hear but I have lots to share
My heart blossoms into flowers for the ones who care .
To pure love I respond ,my eye peeks into minds
In there just too many hurdles one finds
Trust me I can do much better, know the job right
Everyday the me you see has me to fight.
How much should I deter from my weirdness
I need you to love me despite my madness
All I can give you is eternal space in my soul
A sure gift for a life given for me whole.
But to me doing what gives new dimensions
To my thoughts and their revisions
Fulfills in my life my wish to be a creator
Of thoughts effective for a world tired of all predator .
To the pet cat she is an angel ,at times
Nothing but a real itching bug in my t-shirt
When the chocolates are shared she forgets
The division chapter she had done in school
Still i love her!
Sitting across the table
In lovely gardens ,we taste desserts
Really her portion looks bigger
With more chocolate chips on top of it
Still i love her!
Oreo happens to be of her kind
Goodness hidden in layers tasty
Today she might make a pretty face
And proclaim ” milk shake ready”
Yes! I want that!
Rich in flavour ,chocolate cream
Can you see ? froth and crumbs
With each sip my tongue feels cold
But the warmth covers my heart
Oh!tasty Oreo shake!
Resisting the desire to finish off
She shares the spoon for a quick lick
This little sister of mine is a gem.
Happy are we when a snack is shared
To smile and shake !
We never cheer for anybody who missed it , just missed it.
The crowd jostles behind the winner, the winner just to touch him
What will the runners up do? just run more to win some day
What will the losers do? be heart broken and blame their luck
Lonely turns the minute hand as each moment drags behind in despair
Average is not going to look like best, better make it fast for first.
They say for me ,triumph advertises destiny improbable , my battle utterly fruitless.
A day will come ,a time for me, when the gazes turn to find my face.
Waiting endless for that dawn when my dream walks to reality waking
Put some more effort, real struggle and a true wish to go for sheer heights.
A day to discover the real me standing with my trophy awarded for a loving heart
A turbulent mind yet sawing out hope, just a handful of hope , searching greater delight.