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 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
party pooper hijacked the heart throb,
the party progressively got rotten-
till the day break.
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
through the peeping hole,
i looked  discreetly, across the fence,
and see my own eyes
peeping from the greener side.
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
tired night, changes her dark tunic,
sun slyly peeps;
feeling shy, night flees
dawn slowly arrives.
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
she is a visual kinetic poem,
but, i am mad after evocative metaphors.
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
there is no two opinion about it;
she is an appendage of her cell phone.
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
in the training camp, they were
teaching boys  survival skills.
he said" at home
we do this  in detail"
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
I took emptiness and examined
applying mind.
it's a flower vase sans flowers.
ever thought putting some in it?
 Jan 2012
T
Open letters in my hands, saying something in a foreign language--
confessions and apologies; What do you want from me?
 Jan 2012
T
Now blinded by the world that let us see
there is confusion in our bodies as we breathe
 Jan 2012
T
The electricity in our bodies flows like the gentle river
under the bridge that we are setting fire to
Up in flames;
We watch it burn
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
'inventing the wheel again?'
not a bad idea altogether, a creative brian
could  astonish by reinventing it again.
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
the irrational exhuberence,
triggered by poetic cadence,
is human's tip-toeing to immortality's window.
"irrational exhuberence"- the phrase made popular by the then Federal Reserve Board Chairman Alan Greenspan has a significance in the context of poetry, don't you agree?
 Jan 2012
K Balachandran
see, a distant past speeding past in bliss,
you are still meditating!
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