Swami Jeevan Ekin's Poems On America, Americans And Barak Obama Poem by Swami Jeevan Ekin

Swami Jeevan Ekin

Excuse Us Please!


Extended is an apology from a little fluffy heap
To ever voracious and stinking greedy sheep
To ever leaking sapful horses which love to peep
Sheep are pressed aching enough to squeeze out
The horse lays aground to sneeze the culprit sap out
An abortion, as all the horses are to enter the hell
The Desert dog is around, now who will cat the bell
Waiting half the life to fill the tempting and oozing hell
Knowing nothing the horse wastes all the precious jewel
Rendered now they are, fatigued, emptied and hollow
Virtues are staked and the heinous sins are to follow
Repeated invasion of the beasts is in offing and inevitable
Mistakes are repetitive to be stubborn and are not amendable
Starved the horse is nothing much valuable to gain
The luxuries are expired and insipid leading to a pain
Shackled is the stallion asking for a nourishing rain
Chocked are the passages to escape nothing much to drain
Insanity took the toll now calves must be aware and sane
Pendant is lying the unwilling and a alienated sapless log
Playfully galloping horse is now a miserable pooch for a jog
Libido is locked and the vibrating vigor is no more
Thrown are at the periphery, who were once at the core
The chief is busy playing with the geese
A horse is a horse, excuse us please!
The life is strange Ekin, down at its knees


Ekin
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Thus Spake the Audacity



The space limitless borderless and self-contained
The space eternally futile, meaningless and purposeless
The space studded with planets and stars for no cause
There hung a scene afloat and adrift
A pendant podium embellished volatile and hollow
Withered yet gleaming and glimmering masks all over
Seemed a pompous and redundant ostentation
All the celestial bodies behind the intimidation
Standing there was a two-legged creature
With a clowning grin and a lustrous mask
Varied emotions frequenting the mask
His hind limbs shackled with grey promises
His dwarf forelimb clutched but mesmerizing
His mask qualm and scruple and spinning
His stout contour dark and tender
The mask engraved with an obstinate lined dimple
His eyes unmatching the posterity and silky path
A safari legacy and a candy in the mouth
The tongue thick yet agile and brisk
The eyeballs oscillating up and down
An alacrity and swiftness called as audacity
Utterances brimmed audacity was prone;
Prone to prove the hidden beyond the imprudence
A tamed bird bearing a gloomy carcass in its beak
A pertinent insecurity fenced the whole scene
Before him was gathered a look alike fauna
Pairs of eyes outnumbering the stars;
Glow in the eyes lightened the whole place
Hands handcuffed with brittle consolations
Their heads pivoted on an abyss of hopes
Their bodies reinforced with perilous ambitions
Guarded they were with newly born;
distention, altercations and fray
Undestined foresightedness led the this way
Their tongue acetous and teeth tart
separated the were with apathetic invisible walls
Pungent was their cavity and obnoxious was their breath
Hapless eyes waiting for an immortal miracle
Elongated were their years desperate for:
The old repetition of the dissuasion pattern
Their legs firmly anchored in the rotten and ruined grave of;
morality, affability, infelicity, fraternity love and motherhood
there reigned the wisps of delirium and swoon
Corpuscles of discontent, infliction, torments,
miseryand apprehensions with their cousins;
thrusting the crowd to staggerTheir hearts still invisible to be called as stoned
Infidelity and disloyalty were on probation with them
Betrayal was also awaiting its turn
Having had a famine of tenderness and love
They were to be threaded to the crust of chaos
Capped savage and barbarous clouds looming over them
Rambling to pour the hatred and wet the people with fear
Moaning and deploring they were for nothing
The life is strange Ekin
The audacity was prone and aptly prompted
So was ready the gathering knelt and squatted
The space witnessed the tongue tickled and;
Threats beguiled cheers and applause
The ambience was filled with sound
Thus spake the Audacity;
My fellow citizens: I stand here today humbled by the task before us....
The life is paradoxical Ekin

Ekin
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I LOVES YOU



I loves you, you loves I
I loves me, I loves I
I love mine, mine loves I
I love Myself, Myself loves I
I is I, I is not You
I loves Iself, I loves you not
I is I, not you
You is I, not you
I is, when you is not you
when I is, I is a reflection in you
I sees I in you
I is a loveless life
You is An I, I is an amoeba
proliferate to become another I
I is the world,
I is not the beginning;
An I is an end but
The life is strange Ekin
I is paradoxical and ludicrous
Irony has it, I has a gender too
I knows not any hue and creed
I knows not any hue and breed
I knows not any border

I is arduous in ambit
All the conditioning is in I
Spurious is I, so is the conditioning
If I is, where is the you then
If You is, where is the I then
I contemplates I in you
I is not when you is not
I is shadow of a man under the sky
Shadow is a fake identity
All the shadows are same Ekin
Ready to bear the scorching heat
Ready not to sneak into the shade

The shade where the shadow of I is not
I is not when the shadow is not
shade is calm blissful divine and eternal void
I has a face Ilessness has no face
The shade is shadow less
Being shadow less is a blessing
Having shadow is Iness os servility
Being in the shade is Ilessness
The shadow is isness
The life is paradoxical Ekin
Face book has many I, and melting I
Tears on the face book;
Tortoise sneaking into the shade
Tears on the face book;
Tortoise knows not the path to the shadow
Every one has I
I belongs to no one
Why should everyone belong to I then
Having and I is agonizing
Leaving I is pleasantly agonizing
Death of I is not;
Death of the mind and body
Presence of I is sub-human;
Absence of I is human and humane
Wow! Ekin’s poem has many I
Life is strange Ekin; really
The I is cosmological
The I is a cosmic joke Ekin
Ekin is a label; I loves you too Ekin
I is an ego, shade is the love
Fear not the shade dear

Ekin The I
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A Random choice
A Random choice Ekin's Poems
The life is by chance Ekin

Life bow of coincidences shoots

multifurcated arrow of hopes and consolation

tightened string of audacity is still quivering

Randomly chosen is the chief sitting on the edge of the arrow

The jubilant chief is apparently jubilant
invisible money mongers are soon to make their presence felt Life is strange Ekin

Arrow is no exception to succumb to the eddies of expectations
Visible is controlled by the pertinence of invisible 
concern is yours too Ekin;
For the plugged ears, blind folds, chocked nostrils and shackled limbs

Ekin wishes to incise the thorny and strangulating snare

Ekin
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Gestation

Long awaiting impatient tidal shore
Ahoy! Yelling wanderer was what the shore bore
A peering hollow was what the shore bore more
A waiting womb was conceived with….
Untrained and innocent was the womb
Womb bore only one facet of life
Second to be born when an Adonis is in the echelons of power
Gusts of strong desires and wisps of ardent ambition
Thus carved and adorned a waif for the coronation
Waif proliferates to become a prince
Prince culminates in to an emperor
Destiny had a revolution: actually part of process Ekin
Ekin, life is strange and by chance
The emperor expands the physical senses to dare the thresholds
Darkened corners are lightened….
Inaudible are audible….
Far is no longer farther…
Legs get airborne….
Vast round shaped is a tiny town…
Memory gets deepened and atomized…
Pitiable remain the taste buds and the nostrils
Morality remains for the destitute only
The sun and the moon two hand of a clock ticked by;
Bliss and torment…
Divinity and suffering..
Privileged and trodden ones
Ethics and rationales…
Logic has had them as fossils at the sand of the time
Practicality beats the drums of aloofness and loneliness
Trumpet of professionalism blows away
The stringent of affection
Mendicant vultures and trashy savages;
Ogling and daring the once conceived womb
The life is strange Ekin
The womb is slyly crying to get conceived yet again
Alas! The emperor is unmindful of;
the groan and cry of the womb still meandering
Ekin
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Replacement is not a change

Lest the change be replacement only
The change yet far and beyond
Replacement is not a change o! chief
Hopes are from the old mindset
A heart is to change not the regime
Wearing old shoes further tightens the spiral life
Old one is to lead to catastrophe
Compensation with ability is just inevitable; for the
Novice older ones
My beloved chief
Intoxicated demand more toxicity
Know not it all
Curved life is desperate for a straight breathing
Let the arrow be in two directions simultaneously
Arrow of filling and the arrow of solace
Redress invites further decay only
The life is by chance
The life is strange Ekin
Your majesty must walk on the two edged sword
Love you my chief

Ekin

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Vulnerable Anvil

Stinking are the corners
Repulsion sees connivance
Obnoxious is just to intimidate
The fragrance gets mixed with it
Adversary only not a foe; to be grinning soon
Anvil is lava hot and molding is tough
Pretensions are from the both sides
The brighter one is better at concealing
A single dropp in the cluster of drops
Onerous is the stirring
Reluctance is the manner initially
Prevailing one is blurred; tribe is confused so is the chief
Life is strange Ekin
Pathetic to see you maneuvering o! Chief

Ekin

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Soluble Arrow of Hopes


The life is by chance Ekin
Life bow of coincidences shoots;
multifurcated arrow of hopes and consolation
Tightened string of audacity is still quivering
Randomly chosen is the chief sitting on the edge of the arrow
The jubilant chief is apparently jubilant
Invisible money mongers are soon to make their presence felt
Life is strange Ekin
Arrow is no exception to succumb to the eddies of expectations
Visible is controlled by the pertinence of invisible
Ekin; concern is yours too
For the plugged ears, blind folds, chocked nostrils and shackled limbs
Ekin wishes the arrow to incise the thorny and strangulating snare
The change was at the discretion; acceptance is to be dared

Ekin
Eclipsed Cottage

The sun is half curtained
The pledged cottage is eclipsed

Fear in the cottage is bait for the voluptuous vampires

Tribes of the self-segregated province were once shadow eaters

Proud yesterday are now frightening obscure silhouettes today

The tribal chief at the altar knows not it all

Smoldering ambers reluctant to warm the chilly cottage

The dampened walls of the cottage are deafened too

Chief's groan fall uninvited on the indifferent walls

The Chief strolls midst the dark listening the howling of the stern muscles

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