krishnakumar chandrasekar nair Poems

Good Lord....................

Good Lord deliver us from such doctors
Who first feel the pulse of our purse
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I still fervently grieve for you
You who could wield a gun
And tenderly also a poetic pen
To write such soulful verse
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Will there ever be in history books such a glorious one
Who almost singularly brought an empire down?
Making Ahimsa and Satyagraha his lethal weapons
He fought till the oppressors left with their dented crown
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Deep fried, black and brown with tail intact
In spiced gravy staring at me- a piteous sight
Sad eyes waiting for the fork of a diner’s attack
And so resigned to a fate of a gourmets delight
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There is a place where we will all some day go
No immigration checks or hassles as before
No permits, stamped visas or pass ports
And nothing to declare at that ornate door
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And I remember the night
We walked or rather I walked you
Under a shared umbrella
In pouring rain and street lamps
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Beyond this ever green earthy curve
The blue blue rolling skies
The clouds so floating wide
The foreboding darkness of eternal nights
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Pink with joy and so much hope
You were born at midnight last december
And all through the following months and seasons
You gave me so much; bitter and sweet to remember
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Every so called happy birth day
Says death-day is closer to the door
And we must renew our pledge anyway
To live the rest a little intensely more
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Nine months of restless mysterious nights
Yet warm and secure without a fright
Till you came screaming into the light
And for the first time saw that divine sight
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