Poems by Anu Pillai


a poem by Anu Pillai

Dreams are seen,
But never fulfilled,
Every day a new dream,
But never foretold.

Dreams are dreams,
That never help us,
To be happy,
At any time.

Dreams never come true,
For they are seen,
To make us feel,
That our wishes will come true,
Whenever sad.

Dreams, Dreams and Dreams!


a poem by Anu Pillai

Thunder washing,
The rain slashing,
Through the dues,
Water swirling,
The leaves twirling,
In the breeze,
Lighting glowing,
In the air,
Hail pounding ,
The earth surrounding,

Lovers meeting,
In the rain,
Where their hearts are beating,
Where shadows wave,
The darkness waiting,
For the light to come.

To the soldiers of India

a poem by Anu Pillai

India is a country full of brave people,
India had and will have soldiers,
To give their lives for their motherland,
So, my dear countrymen remember,
Our brave soldiers,
And pray for their lives and families,
We salute to you my soldiers,
All Indians are with you,
Be brave and go ahead,

My Heights

a poem by Anu Pillai

Let me not ascend to hell,
And make my wishes disappear,
Let me know my roots,
And make me relearn to stand.

Let me not sink into the waters,
Let me learn to help and love others,
Take me to the heights,
Where I can be proud of myself.

Let me not suffer,
Let me learn to become a reputed person,
Till my last fall.

My Brother

a poem by Anu Pillai

I remember the day you were born,
Strong, heavy, and toothless,
In the loneliness, I heard you cry,
A thrill to know,
One is not alone.

The fun of one’s own brother,
I know I can lean on someone,
A happiness which will never end,
Till my last fall.

Filled with thoughts unexpressed,
The innocent smile,
That comes through the eyes,
I know you are my brother,
Unbreakable, immortal and evergreen!

The Sun

a poem by Anu Pillai

Round, bright and hot ball,
You are the sun,
A round beautiful red pot,
To the east or west,
And not north or south why?

Thirst and heat cramps,
A warmth and health each day,
A good round lamp,
Rises each day,
In the bright blue sky.

The sun, you are a wonder man,
Miles far away,
Goes to sleep,
And comes the next day like,
A ball of fire!


a poem by Anu Pillai

Oh! my books to thee I owe,
Oh! my books to thee I owe,
You save me from my enemies,
And soothe me in my awe.

Oh! my books to thee I owe,
When vacant or in a sad mood,
You are a good protective hood,
Lifting me, up, high!

In sorrow, you talk psychology,
And comfort me,
Sweeter than honey-thee,
Oh! my books, a lot I owe to thee.


a poem by Anu Pillai

Death comes by the knock of a door,
By the laugh heard aboard,
Death, why is it?

From the cradle to the grave,
The play, laugh and the talk,
No more, no more!
Death, why is it?

How hard is it?
To fight death,
Let me face it,
Death, why is it?

A Friend

a poem by Anu Pillai

Will you be?
A pillow to lay my head upon,
A crutch, when I cannot walk,
And, not just play with me,
And let me cry alone?

Will you be,
A flower that blooms everytime,
And be with me always,
When I have no strength.

Will you be,
A friend in need,
A father, mother and a sister,
And make my dreams come true,
And never leave me,
Till my last fall.

Life is a game

a poem by Anu Pillai

When you think you have reached the top,
You know you have lost.
When you see the burdens of life,
You find yourself far behind.

When you think you have won the game,
You see that you have lost,
You look for your mother’s lap,
To cling on and weep!

Victory goes away from you,
But you are with tears in the eyes,
The toughest time of life.

Was this a nice sweet dish?
The game which has lost all skills,
I think, yes it was!

To a special father

a poem by Anu Pillai

You were a special father,
Guide, Protector, and Helper,
All it takes was a word,
That he understood.
All it takes was his looks,
A reflection of a wonderful friend.
All it takes was his support,
Given to all.
All it takes was his smile,
To make a heart feel glad.
He was a very special dad (No More).


a poem by Anu Pillai

Oh! what a beautiful nature we have!
Like the thunders and lighting,
And the rainbow around,
That drops with no sound,
And makes the rain shower,
Oh! what a beautiful nature we have!

Like the spilling water from the tree top,
To the green grass,
That make the atmosphere wet,
Oh! what a beautiful nature we have!

Like the birds that sing so beautifully,
Across the sky.
The cold winter which makes us sleep,
In the cosy bed.
Oh! what a beautiful nature we have!


a poem by Anu Pillai

Tied up in the knot of fear,
I lost my happiness,
There is no end to my “depression”.

Some progress, I’ve made,
What is this strange phenomena?
An endless fight to an unwanted fight
There is no end to my “depression”.

The mornings and nights are dark,
Chasing my thoughts,
Everywhere I see darkness,
Is there no end to my “depression?


a poem by Anu Pillai

Flowers are the most beautiful creation of god.
Flowers make our hearts fill with joy.
Flowers make us happy by its colours.

Flowers are the symbol of beauty.
Flowers are used in different occasions.
Hence I say,
Flowers are the most beautiful creation of god.


a poem by Anu Pillai

I am “alone.”
Very “sad” and “violent.”
Drops of “tears” come from the eyes.
The eyes that are filled with “hopes”unfulfilled.
Is there anywhere to go and “die”?
I am full of desperate “thoughts”.
Nothing to “loose”or “get”.
But just a “loneliness”.

Is there a “bright future”for me?
I do not know.
But,”yes” there is always a “loneliness.”
“Turmoil” abides in me.
My “joys” are vanished.
Oh! God, I pray to “thee.”
But is there an “answer”for me?