poem
The flying course of butterfliesThe primitive butterflies resemblingthe miniscule bones of time flew upon the skyways of silence flutteringtheir fragile wingsEngrossed in a detached ecstasy,they hovered around utterly blindto the…
poem
Title of this poem is not “Ants”Though titled ‘Ants’, this poetic piecedoesn’t have either a life of its ownnor any halo around itSans any vain imageries of eitherseparation or griefants…
Darkness of the sundown
The woman sewn in the clouds,The vivacious beautydesigned by twigsCharming young womansketched by backwater ripplesThe village beauty painted inoil by twilightThe beloved woven inarteries by windThe woman in love stitchedby…
Withering love
Were you here again yesterdaytouching the chords of memoriesMemories have gained weight of lateand are getting stuck inthe glue of lifeI am weak even to ask myself where to go.In…
poem by m k harikumar
Words throbbing to bid farewellI am a sentence reeling under intense painWords with vivid meaningscome alive humming farewell tonesin antique darknessThen each words startleaving me in discordFrozen bodies of lifeless…
poem by m k harikumar
The clowning cloudsThe clouds went on with their ritualswithout a tint of aestheticsThe jungles of the dark triggeredan invisible fearThe deserted railway stationsans neither passengers nor trainsturned into just a…
POEM BY M K HARIKUMAR
The black holeThe dried almond leaves in the notebookThe tabernacle of dew drops on grass tipsThe weak and withering leavesThe fallen flowersThe corridors where we had our lunchThe end of…
Poem by M K Harikumar
Rain, wind and moonshineRain brought wind;wiind brought moonshineand moonshine brought windThe fourth day of Nalacharitham.In the backdrop ofthe speech-lessdeep dissatisfactionsof love,the strands of rainfaltered to tellsome mystic secretDrenched and drippingthe…
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poem by m k harikumar
Oh sunset, are youan art or revolt?Oh how aged arethe sobsthat you carry withinyou?The chronologyof memoirsin which humansouls stroll;The pictures youpainted withancient myths;An anonymousvoice from somewhereasks “why you arein chronic…
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