krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

Veteran Poet - 1,139 Points (1964 and doing pretty good.. / Thiruvalla, Kerala)

Kerala - Gods Own Country - One - Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

On whom the errant coconut falls
And bring to a close his living days
To him dame ill luck will wickedly smile
Even as sprawled on the road he lays

So here in kerala, bide your time well
Pay your premiums, crane your neck as you walk
‘cause many are loaded on the palms above with hard shells
And one may deliver you swift and fast
To the land of no return before your allotted time is past

This land of once cheap labour and toil
Now has men with brains in coconut oil
Who scream ideologies of every strain
But to climb a coconut tree and bring down the heaps
None find it economical or worth the pain

Topic(s) of this poem: people

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The story of my own country.........

Comments about Kerala - Gods Own Country - One by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

  • Gold Star - 4,592 Points Edmund Strolis (10/22/2015 8:23:00 AM)

    On subjects so important you keep that biting wit and cynical observation with humor...excellent. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,738 Points Dinesh Nair (8/28/2014 7:47:00 AM)

    We have to pity about this transition of all odds. I am disillusioned like you, Geetha and many others and we regret about our helplessness. Our coconut trees will soon vanish into a sky their heads befriend with perhaps... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,262 Points Geetha Jayakumar (8/21/2014 8:02:00 AM)

    Thoughtful write. Very true said, ill luck will smile on whom the errant coconut falls. It will not spare even who is lying on roads.
    Any default payment on premium can make you loose your land forever, if any loan taken on it. Beware, as many watchful eyes with hard shells are there to check defaulters if any.
    Very true said, once cheap labourer were available. But now who want just coconuts, all eyes are set on coconut oil which is really costly. Many talk big things but who is available just to climb the coconut trees.
    I think so I have grasped the meaning of this poem. Loved the way you presented. Thanks for sharing with us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 18, 2014

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