Reverie

  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

  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

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...

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

My world, my universe, my family! Can I not say it without frailty The key is nothing but unity That winds our beings with immunity And unites us to eternity My world, my universe, my family! Is where my mind finds its peace And keeps my body at ease Only to chase and release The bliss and mirth never to cease My world, my universe, my family! With my only one and young ones Zeal and confidence filled in tons     Together we strike and shuns  The setbacks and adversities as mere puns My world, my universe, my family! No other place is a concession And a release from repression The mighty euphoria in discretion Is My Family My Heaven in progression! © Anjana Premkumar   2022

(a Sonnet)  Are you happy up above in Heaven? Or grieving, leaving behind your loved ones? Did you bag any new confidants even? I bet they may be many a tens! Do you believe when I say I miss you? I haven’t given you any reasons to prove so The squabbles we had weren’t any few They had no logic, for you to know. I crave for your hugs you could bestow Would you cradle my head in your arms? I would pour my heart in a platter in a row And drown myself in the warmth of your charms I wish I had told you this a thousand times Mom! You are my idol and I love you to nines! © Anjana Premkumar   2022

Serendipity will be the word Which I call aboard To even with my feelings And describe all my dealings   Let me tell you a tale Which will let you to a sail Across a margin of your thoughts And make you fill in the dots   Legacy to the conjugal unison Born as a daughter and not a son I was but my father’s moon Yet with no claim for the silver spoon   Living in a dispensable abode in a slum We call it ‘Kholi’ but with a glum Four walls enclosing a few hundred feet That is the far I could stretch my feat   Carried away in the realm of strangeness Creased by the nudity of circumstances I silently witness the gasps and the grunts Wondering it is some sort of a hunt   Onto the world I fly on my wings Too timid but harsh, as when it rings The multitude never lets you shy For it knows when and how to pry   Aghast at my loss of ignorance and innocence My body and my soul left all its obedience Could I justify my train of actions And conclude I was left with no opti...

             Feminism is a feeling that has to be lived not debated. Society has a contorted perception on Feminism. People irrespective of their sex consider it as an 'anti-male concept'. It is purely giving an equal opportunity to women 'to think and express'. It is not female supremacy but, it is giving more confidence to men that women are a firm shoulder to lean on. It is respecting the opinion of woman without disrespecting her existence.  So to me Feminism is highly a misconception which should not be wrongly nourished.  © Anjana Premkumar   2020

Truth or Dare ? Truth !