suprajakannan poems

Be Kind

If you can't give, If you can't receive
If you can't share, If you can't care
Just be kind,
for kindness is the forte of mankind

When vagrant beggars approach you,
solicit your things and money,
even if you don't have any,
Just say it compassionately,
For that's the symbol of heart pure.

When folks nearby, laboring in dirty mess,
even if you can't bare the smell,
don't ever plug your face and nose.
You gain/loss none in that short time,
but they get hurt, for their job is pristine

When you discern your servant maid
having her meal, sitting on the floor,
don't even wait for a second, grab a chair,
accord her a seat, for it's her right,
and we have no right to govern theirs

Every soul in the world is different;
Not everyone gets the same road;
Everyone has their own problems;
so even if you cannot confer solutions,
just be kind...

The world we share is the same;

The water we drink is the same;
The air we inhale is the same;
The sky above is the same;
So don't count the money and fame.

Just be kind,
for kindness is the forte of mankind

Dandelions

The brightest hue you possess,
I adore your Shiny yellow dress
Sending perfume kisses through the breeze
You are engrossing butterflies and bees

Dispersing not just the seeds but our disquiets
Hearing all our quirky wishes, you are still quiet
By carrying the seeds in your parachute,
sprinkling the seeds of happiness ,you again evolve

The benevolent buoyant soul you are,
promulgate happiness everywhere
Nature's Art

The Green leaves turn gold
and the dull roof top glows
on seeing these, my eyes go bold
and my muse makes words flow

When I indulge in penning those words
I hear the persistent call of a bird
"Come on , see the hues of the sky,
embrace the sunset" says the bird nearby
She falls for us

Nudging the forest trees and strong mountains,
that furious stream reaches the village;
Fallen from up above, it's still shouting,
bewildered and looks like being pillaged.

Bound to ruin the banks and the borders,
until it hears the pleased voice of the sands,
Who gleefully kiss water and order,
"Do not cross the boundary, we forbid"

When the sands play in the bank of the streams,
the stream feels nostalgic and it recalls
its tranquil memories with clouds and screams
" I was a blooming fall, before I fall "

Now, meandering amidst stones and sands
She, the source of livelihood saves our land

'She' here suits women too...
Spring Explosion

gliding in the breeze
the enchanting perfumes reach
the voracious bees
A butterfly's story

Though my home
was dark, small,
Though it impeded
my freedom ,
It proclaimed,
power and strength
to confront the
vicious world.So

After stepping out
I started flying!

Boycott
Yearning to feed the honey bees, these spring flowers boycott p

Moonlight

While drenching in the moonlight,

I discern stars glisten bright.
They sway in the breeze,
adorn branches of barren trees;
A swarm of fireflies here,
that emit divine luster everywhere.
While seeing the waxing moon,
I hear some magical tunes,
that is certainly a boon
which helps me ruin cocoon
Let my mind traverse

Let my mind traverse
round the universe
to find this life's essence
Let it cross the stunning falls
whose attitude never falls,
that abrades the mountain walls.
Let it discretely stand,
on the desert's sand
and inhale its strength grand
Let it flow along with river
the all time giver,
that jubilantly delivers.
Let it mingle with the sea,
the eternal splendor to see

let it glide along and get freed...
A Tribute to my grandmother

The sturdy single lady,
who triumphantly raised her 3 kids;
Though her path was dark and shady,
her aim was so profound and lucid.

If not her
then who
deserves the mother's day?

The jovial teacher and mentor,
who edified her lovable students,
in a stalwart way & so that emotional rapport
and so no haters and no truants.

If not her
then who
deserves the teacher's day?

The exemplary independent woman,
who toiled all alone amidst the chaos,
whose life a pristine path, one should zoom in,
yet she never boasted of and never grouched.

The self made woman, I revere,
who stood on her own feet,
until she drew her last breathe,
both literally and figuratively

If not her
then who
deserves the women's day?
And so it begins

when a little bird starts to fly,
when a baby stands on its own,
when an old seed pierces the earth,
when sun shines on a rainy day,
when a poor fish escapes trawling,
A ray of hope emerges,
that reconciles dispute between heart and mind
that heals the wounds inside my heart
that waters the plants wilting inside me
that brings back the spring to my barren land
that helps me nudge the success
and so it begins...

She is the music to my ears

She is the music to my ears;
An impetus behind my cheers;
She jubilantly sings dawn jingles,
along with bird friends in the jungle.

She perforates the bamboo stems
and forges the eternal music gems;
Disguising herself as katydid and cricket,
She gleefully sings songs even in the night.

She is the rhythm of my life,
who is always there to ruin the strife;
she is the happy tune of my song
which makes me mentally strong

Yeah, she is the music to my ears
who certainly obliterates my fears and tears
Where was I

I was abandoned in a new place
there were so many alien faces
Thought it was my life's final phase

There, the flowers bloomed in different hues

Bright sun rays embraced the dew
Everything and everyone was so true

I discerned some true faces with no masks
who spoke straight from their hearts
who never interfered in other tasks

I did glimpse my ancestors wander
"Am I in Heaven? Am I dead?" I pondered
"No,Not really",heard a mellow voice yonder

"So, This must be a dream", I solaced
"No,Not really", again a voice interrupted
"This is a nightmare", I cried

"It's not you here
It's your alter ego
that frequently visits us"
the voice expounded.
"But just tell me
where am I?", I adjured!

None replied and I came back

But I still wonder, where was I!

May I come in

A little flight takes off nearby
Oops! It does not drift into the sky;
A tailor bird delves into the nest,
feeds the chicks, the food best
So whenever I step into my garden
I ask them "May I come in?"

Some babblers stare at me sullenly
Oh! They're aiding grownup kids fly.
Umpteen birds "Who's the mom?", I wonder!
"We live in community" they thunder.
So whenever I step into my garden
I ask them" May I come in?

Common crow butterflies glide in the air,
and seek their host plants everywhere;
Finalized the pink oleander as their host plant
Soon, a kaleidoscope of butterflies gonna enchant
So whenever I step into my garden
I ask them" May I come in?

White bubbles encroach the green grass
Bubbles emanate cracking, become like glass;
Oh! A big head with small eyes emerges,

garden lizard raises and starts to diverge
So whenever I step into my garden
I ask them" May I come in?

Squirrels scamper everywhere
Munias, hoard millet seeds from here
Bulbuls, busy eating the worms
Biodiversity works in full term
So whenever I step into my garden
I ask them" May I come in?
I am a butterfly girl

I am a butterfly girl
I wanna whirl the world
No no no no! No enemies
No no! No need of boundaries
I am a butterfly girl...

La la la la..Doffed my old skin
Oh! Yeah! My problem was so thin
Persistence and patience are my favourites
Which deliberately moulded my path right
Fear and shyness concealed my sight
But I abjured fears,revamped my traits

Yeah! That's how I made my first flight
That's how I reached this cherubic height

Na na na now don't stop me
Na na...Never try to catch me
Yeah, I am a butterfly girl
I always wanna whirl the world
No no no no! No enemies
No no! No need of boundaries
I am a butterfly girl....
HaPpY NeW YeAr

Come on ! Come on!
Abandon the blues
The dawn is new
Let's extract fresh hues

Come on! Come on!
Disdain old scars
The sky is ours
Let's be the stars

Come on! Come on!
Our miserable time is gone
A new bright year is ON

And It's gonna be a boon

Wish you a very HaPpY NeW YeAr
Once a bright star

A bright star shimmers aloft,
amid the flimsy stars soft;
The Star grins bright,
even in the twilight;
Fellow stars envy,
make the star shies.

A nimbus cloud braces
mysterious moisture, embraces,
the star glittering bright;
Bright star loses all the light,
mislays its power, can't shine,
Now the fellow stars malign.

Yearning for the bright sky
the poor star desperately cries
Will the nimbus cloud budge?
Will primeval brightness nudge?

Just like you

Hey dear Flawless Falls
Just like you,
I want to jump freely
Rehabilitate myself freshly

Hey dear Radiant River
Just like you
I want to sing solely
Break the barriers slowly

Hey dear Majestic Mountain,
Just like you,
I want to stand strong
amidst the negativities that throng

Hey dear tall trees
Just like you
I want to touch the sky
nevertheless nudge my soil until I die

Hey dear nourishing nature
Just like you
I want to absolve
bad deeds done by humans and make them evolve

The Raindrop

Thou, tumbling raindrop,
Heaven's happy teardrop,
Enter the earth as a savior

Reason behind the ravishing rainbow
A single drop makes the withered rose glow
In dry lands, you kindle the dead hope
No words can expose your generousness, even any tropes
Disguised angel sent to the earth by God
Remarkably to shatter thirst, hunger and odds
Oh! my dear glittering raindrop
Pour pour pour and don't stop
HaPpY tEaRs

When we embrace success for the first time
When a child encounters her father after a long time
When a poor hungry boy nudges a food
When friends reminisce our old memories-good
When a dialysis patient gets the donor
When we become a house owner
When we take off our first journey
That too in our first salary
When butterfly from chrysalis finally flies
when we discern happy ending stories

When our friends behave sweeter than honey
When we realize it is not always money
There comes some esoteric sense of happiness
That is sometimess exposed through the happy tears
Every human deserves these happy tears
Atleast once in their lives,
For, it is the best solution for all their strives
And the sweetest tear that never hurts
Caged bird's appeal

Because I am confined to a little cage
no one ascertains my songs offstage
When I can't spread my tethered wings
or when I can't accept the intricate things,
I soberly weep in my own cage

But you envisage it as a song
for,people are always wrong.
Performing songs for you for the ages,
May I know what' s my wage?
please let me free at least one day

I wanna see the colors of roaring skies;
and swing in branches of the trees
I wanna fly across the water falls

to eschew the human calls,
I wanna perform on the world's stage
because I am confined to a little cage
A rainy day

Dry land quenches its thirst
seeds sowed pierce the earth,
fresh leaves savvy rain's worth
what's the need of umbrella? what's worst?
Instant Puddles reflect the majestic trees

rain droplets,embellish branches and leaves;
also build cutest array of pearls under the eaves.
Come watch it, just throw away the umbrellas please.

Learn to embrace the rain,
Play, drench and vent secrets to rain,
for the rainwater will drain
and refresh your brain

Just remove those shoes,
hurl the pulling blues,
and seize this moment in the rain
as it would not come again

Bharathi's Modern Woman

Holding her head high
with a resolute look;
possessing dauntless courage and wisdom,
She never feels subservient.

The emerging modern woman
fabricates her own traits,
by obliterating the customs
of engulfing in murk named ignorance;

and suppresses the routine
of living a melancholic life.

******

Again a big mistake

Trapped in the midst of a murky forest
traipsed across the length and breadth of jungle
None to speak of, heart turned sick and sorest
I was alone in the dark, I stumbled

Amidst the shrubs, numerous eyes glittered
they chorused"Welcome to the land of bliss"
Cute Bunnies held my hands, not embittered
They took me into the dark vast abyss

Umpteen friends joined us in the welcome pomp
Starting from tireless ants to giant rats
All mingled,played and dived into the swamp
Glad I could hear voices of birds and chats

Days went off;One day I saw an apple
I ate it, ignoring instinct appeal

Every dog has its day

Every dog has its day
even the cactus will bloom one day
so try try try until you win
and one day, your life will begin

When the truth never prevails,
and the untruth fails to fail,
do believe, its just the obscured sky.
Your clouds will pass by and you will fly

When people lead you on,
and make you feel down,
remember,Life is not a running race
and there is no urge to chase

Don't be petrified to take risks
Don't ever rely on your luck.
Don't try to turn your clock
and don't trivialize yourself, because

Every dog has its day
even the cactus will bloom one day
so try try try until you win,
and one day your life will begin

The king's arrival

Night's mystical Silence is disrupted
by the melodious tunes of birds.
Grey sky doffs its boring dress
and dons the bright orange hues
The advent of our glorious king,
intimated by the enchanting lights,
that demolish the persistent darkness
and liberate the frozen plants and trees
The fiery rays accord robust zest

make the young poor buds smile,
create the divine music, dawn chorus
and give new hope to all of us.

Thus our majestic king is enthroned
wearing a bright red attire
in the midst of yellow-orange sea
and starts off his generous journey

He toils hard from the dawn to the gloaming
just for the welfare of his fellow beings

Where the lemon trees flower

I know the land where the lemon-trees flower,
and the mother earth showers
her blessings and I watch it all the hours
Even the flying beauties,
the nectar tasting cuties,
and the busiest bees
glide on the breeze,
to reach this beautiful place
What are you waiting for?
Still there are many things to adore.
Let's be carefree,

come join me.
Let's go crazy,
come join me.
Whenever you feel alone,
or when you need a comfort zone
come join me, because
I know the land where the lemon-trees flower,
and the mother earth showers
her blessings,come let's watch it all the hours

Translation- Kamba Ramayanam

The peacocks dance
at grove near the cool pond;
and the lotuses brace
lamps like raised heads;

Nimbus clouds thrum
like loud drums;
and violet lilies scrutinize
the scene with bulbous eyes;

Hushed wavelets
array like curtains;

and the bees harmonize sweet songs,
like soothing tunes of (fish-shaped) harp;

Amidst this picturesque place,
the MARUDHAM is enthroned

A monsoon train journey

When clear blue sky garbs in grey fluffy clouds,
the earth aerates joy for the seeds sowed
and even the sky is happy and hence bowed.

Migrant birds traverse their bounds
Breeze unfurls the happiness around
and that is how our sadness drown

To see the delicate charming flowers,
suffused in the groovy rain showers.
I am inclined to splurge all my hours

Rain drops colonized grasses without rent
and so earth's green dress has become wet
Such a picturesque scenery,it is, I bet

Boasting all these tranquil scenery, from the train;

My inner soul drenched as the soil drenched in rain.
oh ho! I wonder, Am I in heaven?

The raindrops embellish the glass windows
and sometimes hide the glassy meadows

The scenery outside recasts every minute
and there are abrupt changes in my routes
but I discern God's pure magic through all of it
A Word of Encouragement

It's a pearl in an oyster in the mid of broken shells;
generous nimbus clouds on a hot summer day;
an enchanting dream amidst the terrible nightmare;
mystical magic lights at the end of the tunnel.
It enjoins the right way when success is far away
and it's power can change" nowhere"to"now here"
Tunnel

A long train journey,on a bright summer day.
Majestic mountains, adorn our pathway
Engrossing scenery,the windows display,
still no one cares and no one enjoys
suddenly the train entered into a tunnel,to our dismay

No incongruity between day and night

and it's neither evening nor twilight.
Trapped inside the train,nothing is bright;
Darkness cloaks our sight,
made us yearn for the light.

Oh,at last perceived the tunnel's end there.
The magical lights proliferate everywhere
and put an end to all the nightmares.
Learn to cherish the things round us.
Now that's the lesson, the life pursues
Motherhood

When a raptor chases
a small bird, to hunt and feed on
the bird may win or lose.
- Survival of the fittest

When a bird chases
a raptor, to save her children
the bird will inevitably win
- The power of motherhood
Translation

Lord Krishna's little dainty fingers,
nudge over the holes of his flute,
his scarlet red eyes camber,

coral red lips purse,
and little beads of sweat round ,
the arched eyebrows,
while raising the beguiling music.

The flock of birds abandon their nests,
encircle the Lord,
and slump over like the broken trees.
The cattle herd,
outspread their legs,
bow their heads with inert ears
to hear the Lord's divine music.

My crazy Mind

she is so crazy,
sometimes lazy,
also naughty,
and many a time knotty

she laughs when someone's sad.
I get embarrassed and go mad,
and tackle the situation by saying"laughter,
the best medicine" and I perform like a best actor;

She cries when someone's happy
Again, I feel very crappie
and say"He he...It's happy tears"
Oh!Her craziness gets worse every year

Her iniquity plays at her peak,
especially in the exam hall,when I ask
to recall the answer for a question,
She starts humming film songs

When I am disinclined to converse,
she starts speaking verses.
when I am inquisitive to speak,
she keeps mum and makes me freak.

When I decide to see good in bad people,
she recalls the things done by those evils.
When I awfully hate someone,
she evoke their good things done.

At the end of the day, she complains,
"You did nothing today, no gain,
You are worthless, nothing"
And I say: "You are responsible for everything"

She never hears me
and she never agrees
because,

she is so crazy,
sometimes lazy,
also naughty,
and many a time knotty
HiDdEn EyE

I have a hidden eye,
through which I discern,
the staircases amidst the obstacles

I have a hidden eye
and through that I dig,
the happiness buried within

I have a hidden eye,
through that I trace,
the light at the end of the tunnel

I have a hidden eye
through that I see,
the ladder, when I trapped underground

I have a hidden eye,
through that I perceive,
the colors , when life is black and white

Beautiful Language

There is a language
that every human understands;
If you assimilate it,
you will feel the real bliss.

There is a language
that all the creatures fathom;
If you know it,
then you are blessed.

There is a language
that ruins hatred;
If you know it, you can discern the world
through the eyes of others

There is a language,
that the whole world yearns for
and if you know it,

you can even speak without words

There is a language
that has the power to kill,
the toxic words like hunger and war.

There is a language
that can even make
the deserts bloom

There is a language called Love
and if everyone knows it,
the world will be the smiling garden.
Let us all learn the beautiful language
and spread it round the world
Beauties and cuties

Hey,Miss cute little jumping spider;
you are a skilled under leaf hider.
Wow!The crown like eight tiny eyes!

or you the princess in disguise?

Hello, Mr. Handsome Hawk moth caterpillar;
the color spots on your body glitter.
Aww, you look like a snake, with big pseudo eyes,
Tell me, when are you gonna fly?

Oh, the shiny cyanide millipede,
How do you manage to walk,
with these many golden legs?
Why are you so shy, now don't get coiled.

Hey,the smiling soft snail;
Why do you look so pale?
Can't bare your mobile home?
Come take rest, don't roam

I still wonder,
Why do they hate you? It's not fair
It's their blunder
You just don't care.
She is my everything

She is the best teacher
sometimes strict,

sometimes jovial,
sometimes friendly,
but no one can persuade better life lessons like her

She is my true friend,
gives a bright buoyant smile,
when I am happy.
Obliterates my griefs,
and gives me cheers,
when I am sad.

She is a veteran actor,
plays interesting roles,
to make me believe in miracles;
she acts like an ailing person,
but suddenly gets energy from somewhere,
and starts smiling.

She is a beautiful soul,
succours others to grow.
She is my family member,
understands me thoroughly.
she is my soulmate,
promised that she'll be with me forever.

She is a cupid,
persistently shot the floral arrows,
and provoked my inclinations,
but the wind blown in opposite direction
and I have fallen in love with her

She is an angel
If I expect too much,
she will disenchant
If I don't hope
she will create magic.

She is a God-creates and destroys
If I presume for a new plant
she will make it vanish
But she will plant a better plant
on some other place
and creates wonders

She is the one and only Mother Nature
and she is my everything
Summer Sun

"Do you think a glass window
allays my love for you?

Come, embrace me!"
- The hot summer Sun

Welcome to our Garden

 Orange cosmos flowers inside a circle
along with the canna indica flowers;
A big smile of welcome at the front entrance
Followed by Pink, red and yellow ixoras,
the fully bloomed harlequin wonders;
Enthrall butterflies and sun birds

Violet, Red and new comer pink Balsums
are the evergreen shrub
The nonpareil Marvels

Night blooming jasmine flowers
adorn the sideways of the garden;
Meant to engross the moths

The bright yellow alamanda,
the heroine of our garden.
Made us fall in love with yellow

Glittering stars in the morning,
blaze like the diamonds in red and yellow;

The spectacular magic of sun plants

The black night shade plants
bear the inky purple sun berries;
Food for the red vented bulbuls

The Red hibiscus at the corner
attracts everyone's sights
by its innocent grin

The 4'o clock mandharai flowers
unfurl attractive perfumes
and embellish our garden in the evening

Grass green climber braces,
trumpet shaped madevillas,
The small stabs on flowers,
connote attendances of sun birds

Cutest creepers I've ever seen,
amidst the tall green grass;
The metallic blue Verbena

Sometimes our old friends Asian Koels
and our migrating friends Brahminy starlings

visit for their breakfast.

Mynas sing like parrots
and sometimes imitate Koels;
Mimicry Experts they're

Some plants are hostplants
of the common mormons, jezebels,
praying mantis and the signature spiders

Yellow billed blabbers,
 the king of our garden;
The faithful defender of our home,
none can step in without their consent.

Squirrels scamper here and there,
and elegant butterflies in the air
proliferate happiness everywhere

Have you ever seen a place like this anywhere?
To embrace glee, you no need to be a Billionare.
Just Visit our garden, you will feel the real bliss, I swear!
Symbol of Hope

Hey! You free spirits!

You are so blessed!
Unlike me!

It's too tough
to stifle our emotions
inside a closed space.

Because it whirls round us
again and again
like the leaves swirl

But you the free spirits
swerve everywhere
as there's no limit

Oh, the free spirits
I envy you
You are so blessed!
Unlike me

Hey darling
few days before
we were you

we are your alumnus

we were there
tolerated the torments

Now we are free spirits
Trust, believe and be patient
Miracles do happen in your life
Translation

The immaculate music from the Veena,
The luminous evening full moon,
The cool pleasant breeze,
The generous spring season,
The buzz of the honey bees,
near a cool pond with fresh water flowers,
and I perceive everything
under the shelter of my supreme Lord's feet.
Nature Addict

I am a nature addict
and I see people laugh at it...

When I ponder about the future,
or gotta handle the torture,
I look deep into nature
and she is my wound's suture

When I encounter persistent failures,
and when my heart mourns like a wailer,
I lean on the shoulders of the nature
and she is my only saviour

Yeah, I am a nature addict
and I see people laugh at it

Whenever I feel depressed
and when my muse is messed up
She sends butterflies and birds as guests
and makes me embrace the zest

Even a small insect turns my sobering mind
into the happiest one and the cool wind
untangles my mind's twisty knots and
removes hatred from my heart without my consent
However I know our mother nature is so kind

And so I am a nature addict
But I see people laugh at it

When a single wild flower grins,
and when the dawn chorus of birds begin
some esoteric sense of happiness comes within,

I am addicted, is that a sin?

I am a nature addict
and I see people laugh at it,
But I am proud of it
Summer Rain

A perky parched bird's chant
or rejected roadside plants?
Desert like dry river bed
or struggling seeds?
Furious forest fire
or wilted weak crops?
Who summoned you here?
Now the soi(u)l is drenched in cheer
Blessed we are...
Acts of Kindness

Affectionate approach
Compassionate comportments
Timely Thankfulness
Solacing suffering souls

Obliging orphans
Forgiving fakers

Kindling kindness
Ignoring insensitivity
Nourishing the needy
Digesting displeasure
Nurturing necessitous
Embracing enemies
Selfless sharing and
Sometimes simple smile
Road side Flowers

Glimpse of harlequin beauties,
engrossed my colorless sight,
like the angler hook.

Their fragrance swayed
in the breeze and reached me,
like the straight arrow.

No one noticed the wonder,
Even,I could not go near them
or nudge them.

I pondered"Why are they alone?
How do they grow and
for whom do they bloom?"

The flight of hungry honey bees,
answered my silly questions
"God is Great"

Seeds of hope are planted
in my heart,
by the Road side flowers.
Rainy Monday

Tears drenched her pillow,
When everyone sleeps in her villa.
Formulae whirl in her mind,
theorems threaten her like the wild wind.

She turns the book pages faster,
thinking of her strict maths master.
"It's all my mistake,I've wasted my days
If I get an additional day, I will go through,"She pray

She realized her mistake,but she can't ignore.
On the Monday Morning,she hears a knock at the door,
Her mom smiling with a coffee mug in her hands
"Dear,Have you seen the nearby meadowland?

"The raindrops embellished the grasses
and painted our window glasses,"
She cried" nothing enthralls me
and I cannot smile with glee"

Suddenly the clouds burst and it begins to rain heavily
News channel reads"Due to heavy rain,the schools declared ho
Her eyes filled with tears again but happy tears
and now the rain enthralled her...

Just a simple song

I am gonna fly
High in the sky
Like a butterfly
I am gonna fly

If you ask me why
What shall i say?
Just give me high five
I'll tell you why.

For no reasons
Happy tears in my eyes
I don't know why