Najeeb Vadakkekad


Origin Of Wells, According To Old Testament - Poem by Najeeb Vadakkekad

Morning, around
Nine thirty
I came up from
A blanket of siesta
To my home's backyard.

Then I awaken to
A seen, there were
Seven wells in seven
Colors, VIBGIOR!

Each well
Were contain
A single woman,
Those on fourteen eyes,
Reflecting
Thousands of
Eyes with
The terror of
Being imprisoned!
Thousands of mourning
With the male
Leprosy and
Blames of
First sin at Eden Garden.
OH! the
Gardens hidden
Under closed wells!

Yah, now my mom
Came to backyard
With a cup of tea.
A wake up drink
To dreams!
The womb of
Everything.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013



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