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Prathipa Nair Apr 2017
When he wake up in my memories
Closing my eyes to sleep
Together a journey to a dream world
When he sleep in my memories
Opening my eyes from sleep
Wearing a mask to keep my dream a secret
How will my heart give a hint of my love for him?
Do my beloved know these eyes sleeping in his memories?
Prathipa Nair Apr 2017
Never throw that bounce back
It doubles your pain
Prathipa Nair Apr 2017
Sitting on a step of stone near the pond
Throwing pebbles on water filtering my thoughts
Confused mind searching peace
Alas! A fish pops up followed by two
Please stop it human,leave us alone !
Never spoil one's happiness for the sake of other
Prathipa Nair Apr 2017
Standing innocent ten year old
In the courtyard full of greenery
My Grandfather's effort in the soil
Looking at the bunch of plantains
Hanging vertical yellow smileys
Fragrance of ripe bananas
Filling my mouth with water
Giant mango trees full of king fruit
Orange-red ripen mangoes with crown
Smiling at me handsome monarchs
Red chubby tomatoes looking up at me
With a pony tail on each ones head
Either big or small none are like a twig
Shining green chillies with anger
Nodding their heads to capture
Dozen of aubergines in violet dress
Covered one part of the soil
Oh ! Jackfruits are ready to pluck
Spreading the sweet smell all over
Like children on mother's waist
Climbing creepers holding bitter guards
Seen as lighting lanterns of villages
As a farmer, my grandfather passing inspiration
Respecting our soil and farming
Prathipa Nair Apr 2017
Sun rises through his mother’s eyes
Wide spread darkness by her absence
Never closed her eyes till he falls asleep
Her love,anger,depression,frown,smile
Being energy boosters than his daily food
That evening found her sluggish
Still expressed his empty stomach
His hunger making forget her fatigue
Walking towards kitchen with shivering legs
That night slept without awaiting him
In his deep sleep like a protective kid
Waiting her call the following morning
But never did the sun rise
Only a shroud of mist !
Prathipa Nair Mar 2017
Grief has pierced her from childhood days
Today she is forty but still the same
Nowhere to go, no one to protect
Surrounded by eagle eyes to tear her
Scared of her own breath now
Heart gravely asking this world of dirt
Is her birth responsible for this?
Merely because she is a girl,woman ?

Tired of survival in this butcher’s world
Chanting God ’s mantras has become the unrivalled option
God, losing His patience seeing her grief
Came to her with a helping hand
Enough of your tears in this inhumane earth
Come with me my child
Taking you to a world where there’s no human smell
Waving goodbye to this fateful life
Doors of her eyes closed calmly
Mothers,daughters,wives,friends and many women undergoing this situation and scared of survival ! Let us be more bold ladies :-)
Prathipa Nair Mar 2017
Morning sun’s light
On my face so bright
Standing near the well
Brushing my teeth’s smell
Following a butterfly who rush
With my new blue brush
Blooming jasmine buds
Like white pearl studs
Bidding me to smell
Fragrance they spell
All these you can see
With your brush so free
In your countryside
Where everything nature decide !
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