Joby John, (also known as Thomas John, pen name was Joby John) is a minor Indian English poet from Kerala, India. His popularity in online is based chiefly on his poem, academic studies and short stories He is noted for the fiery poems and explicit philosophical quests.
His open and honest treatment of philosophy infuses his writing with power, but also marked him as an iconoclast in his generation.
Joby John was born at Ramapuram, Kottayam District in Kerala, on July 01,1989, to John Augustine Keelathu and Marykkutty John.
He spent his childhood at Ramapuram. He excelled in writing. His love of poetry began at an early age through ... more »
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JOBY JOHN Poems
Friendship, False And True
When you let your tongue be gracious No one count your friends in your home. Know your friends whether true or false Select them after test of fire true
The Tower of Babel
I said. He never He said and I never too. Sounds are heard but None sound meaning
Nile never sees how they ate them all There stood seven thins.How they hungry! ! ! Seven fats took rest, near to digest Dreams were followed, he never slept night
Six Days Of Creation and The Sabbath
Word, thy father, in thy beginning Lets thy earth and heavens be to so. All are being with thy rising. All are resting with thy shadow.
One Click To Death
The linked binary illusions Waits, the spider in between. One motion leads to life or death. Few are not confused
The Sin Of Pride
“What is pride? ” “What makes you not. What makes you far.” Know yourself, your pride vanishes.
The Burning Bush
Be in fire Fire makes thou pure That let thou blazing Yet thou never consumed
I am alone
Fishes live Where water exists But one feels Its absence
Retaliation Never Ends
An eye for an eye, A tooth for a tooth And I for whom? A question, never answered.
God’s Promise To Me
“Build an altar.” I asked, “ With what….? ” “Build an altar.” I asked, “Where … I…? ”
A lengthy path before me I have to pass through Where my destination awaits. I see many things besides the way.
None likes faces Weeping and crying. Better be with masks. People with masks
Child cries, Learns to speak With the first Last but one
The Last Birthday Message
Two juxtaposed realities Birth and death, The only entrance to This and that.
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Friendship, False And True
When you let your tongue be gracious
No one count your friends in your home.
Know your friends whether true or false
Select them after test of fire true
Pruning makes your friends be fruitful
No one leave you when you in need
God, your best friend finds your best friends.
Your friends, the gift of God
Beautiful angels beating spectacular wings...