Tag: కె. గీత
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Living With Computer … K. Geeta
. My dad has ten heads, and has ten brains for each head So he bought be a husband lavishing the money His brains have earned committing every conceivable irregularity We bought a computer spending lakhs, in turn. . My mother has thousand tongues Only that she did not have time to get literate Yet,…
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Wanted Father … K. Geetha
. Father! Let me pride thinking of you for once, before you die. When I strain to figure you out Your hands dragging my mother Catching her by hair come to mind. And the stamp of your foot on my neck Still stands like a tattoo. My childy little hands That pleaded you unknowingly Still…
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Swish of a Sword … K. Geetha
. Isn’t trying to speak about poetry As difficult as to wake up one feigning sleep? It’s unfathomable how densely poets compact poetic spirit in time, but As they recollect it incessantly, It must overwhelm the listener like a high tide. “Chalam’s “Savitri”, perhaps, has come to life Not out of his pen, but out…
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His Hug – K. Geetha
Image Courtesy: http://corenational.org . There are downs in his hug That can fan out all temporal afflictions. While the six passions steadily subside, only Reassurance rules the roost. Many a time My heartbreaks flowed down his falcate neck, And on his prickly little bony chest My cheeks washed their wounds. Like a woe-less plain presenting…
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The Last Touch- K. Geetha
My last respects to the feet visible on the funeral bed This touch is the last memory of Daddy for all his life. *** Daddy! Daddy!! Did your sins agonize? Or your telltale hand on mother’s neck torment you as wounds? Ineluctable throes Before heart rests or life ceases! How moving was your wailing unable…
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A Lesson —K Geetha
. Always World is something — Dream is another. Living is something — Life is another. When we just blossom and about to turn a leaf We think we can undo and rewrite the past. Come what may, we think we can stand up to things. Translate ‘night-sheet’ful of dreams into day. Wearing verdurous vivacity…
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Missed Letter – K. Geetha
Hi, pal! Howdy? Its ages since you penned your last letter! Nay, eons!!! Moments we caressed our wounds And the pep talk transcending epochs still lay under the creased folds. . Letter is An elixir that fills Every time you breathe with doubled-up enthusiasm It’s an amazing leaf that relieves Your heart with letters. .…
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