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Blood Moon

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  The image here is of the moon, captured by me using my Samsung M14 Android phone on Wednesday (12.03.2025), Thursday (13.03.2025), and Friday (14.03.2025), respectively, from my balcony at home in Thiruvananthapuram, India. I happen to be extremely lucky on Friday, as, just moments after capturing a few shots, the moon disappeared from the sky. A total lunar eclipse was witnessed on Friday, the first one since 2022. During a total lunar eclipse, long wavelengths of sunlight are refracted through Earth’s atmosphere before reaching the Moon, which reflects them in reddish hues, often resembling the color of blood. The Moon does not disappear from sight but instead takes on this reddish tint, hence, earning it the name Blood Moon. So, a Blood Moon occurs during a total lunar eclipse when the Sun, Earth, and Moon align in that order. This year, the celestial spectacle was visible only in certain parts of the world, including North America, South America, Africa, and the western parts...

Voice of Wisdom

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“Hear me my son,” his mother said, And she stroked softly his tiny head. “The world around you is not always kind, But in them, love and empathy you should find.”   "When you look at a girl, see her grace, Her spirit, her dreams, not her face. Respect her voice, her choice, her conviction, And never let your pride rule your diction.”   “Be a hand to help her, not control, A heart, that feels the agony of her soul. She is not fragile, nor meant to rot, She is a shoulder to lean on and support.”   “And not just women - listen my son, All people in the world are equal and one. No one is lesser, no one is above, You should live in harmony, with care and love.”   “So, promise me my son, wherever you go, Your heart will lead, your kindness will flow. For a good man stands for what is right, He leads the path from darkness to light.”   "The boy looked up to his mother with reverence, Her words awakened in him deep per...

A Tribute to Death

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  A beginning to all ends and closed doors, Uninvited, yet your presence awakens and pours- A new feeling within your frozen self- To pry on the change, you are forced to dwell.   You are not a farewell but a path set aside, For the mortals that had failed to abide- The rules of eternal truth, you shun- That time and tide wait for none.   You are a mirror to the deeds in the past, A yearning to hold a past that would last. A reality that a future will be born, With the dreams, of those who are gone.   You are no slayer or a merciless disguise, But a healer of the hurt soul, I surmise! You bring the living closer to reality- That life once born will not survive to eternity.   Life takes you through laughter and pain, Death returns you to the stars once again. If life is an ode of both sorrow and cheer, Death then, is the silence that makes it sincere.   © Anjana Premkumar   2025    

Who is Wild

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  Man, and beast had shared the land, In harmony they lived, with peace at hand. But now the wild strays into human domain, Branded as threats and reasons of pain.   Elephants, tigers, and boars untamed, Roam through settlements, their hunger inflamed. Not one, not two, but many lost lives, Felled by beasts, nothing thrives nor revives.   And man, in anger, sought to avenge, Traps were laid, to take their revenge. Merciless hands struck the beasts down, As if their deaths could appease the town.   Eyes wept for the human loss, Mourning for lives whose fate were tossed. But who would hear the silent cries, Of beasts, with no one to lament if they die.   Why do they stray? The answer though known, Yet man pretends, refusing to own. Their selfish reasons cruel and senseless, Blamed the wild as fearsome and ruthless.   Can the voiceless come forth and say— It was our home you snatched away? You cleared our forests, dried our streams, Left us with no food, no sh...

When Heart Prevails

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  Your eyes tugged my heart so tight, Like drumbeats echoing in all it’s might. Your silent gaze, so sharp and deep, Would unsettle my mind even in sleep   My lips went mute, my words set still, My eyes were locked against my will. Your cool appeal, your subtle grace, Left me captive in your space.   From friends we knew came warnings to part, Their voices murmured, "You’re worlds apart." A force so meek yet stance so high, Made me waver and step aside.   I promised to keep my distance true, And shield my heart from falling too. Yet fate had plans beyond my sight, The moment you spoke, I lost the fight.   Raised within walls, loving but traditional, My heart obeyed, no dreams felt rational. I laughed at those who set the bars, For love knew nothing of birth or stars.   We parted ways to chase our skies, Not knowing where our fate would rise. And absence, as the wise men say, Made fonder hearts that pav...

A Day Will Follow Again!

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  Life sometimes throws you to the end, You know not what, or where to mend. All you see is the box, big and hollow, With nothing in it, but darkness and sorrow.   No thoughts click, no action unfold Solutions meet with problems untold. Wonder what purpose keeps you aboard And remain connected to this holy abode.   Sanity becomes a prodigious miss, As you tumble into deep abyss. No words of wisdom and no hope, Would soothe your miserable self to cope.   An empty look is what you adorn, Reflecting into the past that makes you worn. All you need is resolutions to define, That this languidity too will pass with time.   Darkness is never here to remain, You'll find your strength to rise again. The cracks of sorrow will soon wane, For after every night a day will follow again.   © Anjana Premkumar   2024          

Impassive Humans!

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  Thy heart is now but sedimented rock Anger, anxiety and fear flock Without compassion, love or contentment Filled to the brim with only resentment   His beautiful creation has lost its charm The purpose now is only to harm His warning not to taste the fruit of greed Was dumped without reason and without heed   Vengeance to the core and hatred to the bones Has but left with many deserted wones An eye for an eye has made thee blind Kinship is now a luxury we seldom find   Loss weighs heavier than gain Every strike brings immense pain Will thy ever see to reason The world is all but changing seasons © Anjana Premkumar 2024 * wones means human dwellings

Bereaved Cries of the Orphaned Souls

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  Life goes on and stays for none It is easier when said than done Where darkness prevails with no sun Alas! It has become just a mere pun   The multitude of mutilated ones Where arms and legs belong to none Buried in the depth of catastrophic runs Misery of heart know not how to shun   Bereaved cry of the living souls Who lost their precious in mudslide tolls Is it a boon or a curse to remain alive With only life and nothing else to survive   What can heal an ailing heart? What comfort can promises impart? The dreams and aspirations they strived to attain Is now but blemishes and unremovable pain ©Anjana PremKumar 2024

Patriotism should be Instilled and not Forced!

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Indian Prime Minister Narendra Modi’s vision of uniting the whole nation under the umbrella of Nationalism and evoking Patriotism in each co-citizen’s mind, has quite far been successful. Under the 'Har Ghar Tiranga' Mission, we can now see the Tricolor flying high and vibrant in most of the homes, streets, institutions, important monuments and other significant places. The Indian Flag, which could only be hoisted on very special occasions and at very important places, was now seen flying freely at millions of houses. Every citizen of India now has the liberty to hoist the Tricolor. Our flag is now, not at the mercy of the A-class officials or the privileged, to be soaring high.   On the occasion of India celebrating its 75 th year of Independence, when  the 'Har Ghar Tiranga' Campaign seems to have achieved its near goal, one can also see the frustrations of many citizens who are forced to follow this, to prove their Nationalism. This has led to many untoward incident...

VERSELET

On the occasion of World Poetry Day which is celebrated on March 21 st every year, let me send my best wishes to all poets and writers around the world. You are doing a great job, imparting good values to mankind! Here are a few lines which I think would justify my thoughts on poetry … Thoughts came into words in a flow As mighty, for the minds would bow Written with expressions invisible That evokes emotions in the readers visible Sure, dialogue can trigger the feelings But verses silently work through its meanings Enriched in imageries and meter Brings colours to life as in a theater Celebrated in every culture, every continent Poetry is but a prophet too excellent © Anjana Premkumar 2022