A PATRIOTIC SALUTE

Oh! Shubhangi Karande
Not only Miraj and Sangli weeps
The whole country is at your feet.

Your Love for the poor
Your fathomless tears for the helpless
Makes the pacific only a drop.
Hazare is a valiant, no doubt;
But your courage and sacrifice
Makes the Rani of Jhansi your peer

BALAKRISHNAN CHERKALA KASARAGOD
balakrishnan.kmb@gmail.com

വേര്‍പിരിയുന്ന നിമിഷിഒം പുനസമാഗമം സ്വപ്നം കണ്ടുകൊണ്ടാവട്ടെ ..

A vision on LIFE RIDE

The benignly fresh and sensuous Nature,
Her ethereal pace as flaunted swan,
Affluent hue in far deep flume and
The starry sky up glitter and flame
Enchant my soul as a delirious bliss.

But here; all eyes and tongues,ear and skin
Totter in dark;blank and blind.
All feet on rope stretched at poles
Sway on sides to get a hand.

Yes; we sway on sides to get a hand
Gamble the life,staking our hearts.
We gain and lose; bawl and hail
Chase and fight to reach at first.
But at last..;we,the punch drunk plays
Leave the STAGE with empty hand and lonely heart.

balakrishnan .cherkala, kasaragod
balakrishnan.kmb@gmail.com (email)

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STILL I HOPE

The golden wrinkles on the cheeks of sensuous ocean; far
Seeks the lips of setting sun;blushed.
They are in their celestial love; at height.

Oh! the golden crescent in gray deep sky; rows
With his darling amidst the milky cloud;twinkles
To reach her the shore across the zodiac; safe.

How mad in love the chuckling waves; throbs
And hugs the shore and the heaven's eyes; blushed.
The hopes and dreams of Nature; our strength
Pumps the blood of love;our soul
Through all veins; sparks the life.

Alas! but the human heart drains its blood,
For the dearth of love;the caste and creed part.

I pour all my pain of wounded heart; numb.
But I hope my future heart lings quench their love;bloom
And kindle their jubilant hope and ;glare.
Balakrishnan.cherkala kasaragod
balakrishnan.kmb@gmail.com

NATURE;A RADIANT TORCH

How tedious to fly with my quaking pinion
In the starry sky,where I'm a minion.
My inflamed heart knows where is the nest
But throbs for strength to get there a rest.

When I knead my life with blood and sweat
You always give me hope and thirst.
When I'm in dark and miss the way
Oh! your soothing song on lips of my life.

Starry sky and roaring waves,
Chuckling streamlets, flowery knolls and
Parching saplings feel your lap,we all
Suckle your nector day and night.

Oh! stormy wind spreads yellow leaves
To welcome winter, a stinging guest.
But you brood the seeds for future,safe.
And show the way for a fragrant spring.
balakrishnan .cherkala.

I BROOD ON LIFE

I brood on my life
To hatch my pain
With warmth of my strain
I adhere to that pain.

I alone lay it,for,
Service to others.
I enjoy its beauty,for,
It shines my feathers.

Pain would be tormenting;
If brood over one's self.
Can't be it stood on the
flash of own comfort.

For a bath in shower of fragrant spring
You wait and on winter string.

balakrishnan.cherkala.