PHIALIN - THE MESSENGER

1913

Oh...My mom
We have been doing so much to you

We are reiterating the crimes we have done

We had torn your emerald clothing

Made you naked in front of your seven brothers

Your enraged father vents his feelings

With all his might to save his daughter

But. ..Still mom you are so amiable

To hide us under your shady wing

It is your patience that astonishes me

Myself may have burst out  many a time

2013
Oh... my mom

Now you are at the brink of your patience

 In a compulsion to be antipathetic

The sapphire messenger you have sent

Told us the vengefulness you have to us!

But we pretend to be wiser than you

By finding hideouts before the indigo

Alas our sophisticated mind still don’t know

That he was only a messenger

So we are still digging small burrows to eclipse

When the ruby delegate arrives

I had heard someone in my dreams

Joking to dig some bigger burrows

If not a hideout, surely a graveyard!

DIASPORA (POEM)

The shrill of harmattan,

Along the daring edifice;

A melancholic sun,

And the pensive crowd.

They’ve dulled his ears,

And blurred his sight—

For decades now.

But the mind’s avenue,

Hesitant to close down,

Still holds a mirage, an oasis;

In green meadows,

With grazing cattle,

And the cuckoo’s song;

Where swish of a catfish,

Stirs the meandering streams.

Supper by the fire;

Spicy fish dish.

Trapped in obsessions—

Reiterating memoirs!

The expatriate, a hostage,

Cradled by emotions;

The hunger of his child,

Devotion to his parents,

Dreams of his bride—

Makes hearth a mirage,

Calling him back home.

A CRYING MALE (POEM)

A CRYING MALE

With pain of unknown

Crippling  my fragile veins

Little, words could say

What it meant for me

You have to be me

To have a better say

It’s drizzling out there

Wonder if I could cry

Along the drizzling drops

A male Superego

Have no bounds

A theory of myth

Tuned my superego

‘Male seldom cries’

But.. Oh dear we do cry…..

In the shadows of face

We cry with hesitance

In the champers of heart

Our cries are echoed

If you have seconds

Please be with me

Deep inside my soul

Lies a  shattered heart

Drowning in tears

Which……

My Eyes had swallowed

                                                                                                                   AMAL DEV  K