Poems by Giridharan

In Need and Not…

a poem by Giridharan

Spring sprouts leaves and flowers
But in autumn they wither
Friendship doth neither
It stands as evergreen trees.

The crumpled leaves on the ground
Get blown away by an ill-wind
Friendship stands firm as post
Through change winds post.

The subway of life
Often has the lights of hope switched off
Yet there is a friend
Lantern in hand
The dusky pallor lifts
And bright light again fills.

Two roads fork
Unsure one stands, which one to take
Comes along a friend
And at once favours one, grasping your hand.

The ebb of life no more tides
Gloom and despair encroach
Suicide beckons
Yet a friend is nigh
And anew swell the tides.

Life’s a desolate putrid bask
Where none pause to look
At the once-lovely flowers
At the shade-giving branches
Slowly rot impinges
Yet a friend lets you flourish
Again some stop to peep
At the benign bask.

Chilliest arm wraps penury
O’er a shoulder weary
Having borne loads
In filial enactment of slavery
Fear not!
Waits a friend with money aplenty
Spends a hungry night in sleep!

The agony of a painful disease
As termites rapidly your flesh devours
Hope it’s dwelling vacates
And you await the moment
In he thunders
With soothing balms and sacred psalms
The pain it’s might bows.

A close one deserts
And your hearts left a desert
All alone
An orphan
Roses you see
Yet you don’t pick any
To the cliffs edge
Slowly your legs trudge
Misty eyes behold deep below
An obdurate death-bed
You hear a familiar whisper
Again you smell the roses.

A happy moment arrives
Abreast are dear ones
Yet the anxious eyes at the windows stare
The hearts in frantic state
Walks in the awaited friend
With magical powers
With magical flowers
Volcanoes of smiles erupt
Dams of joy over-spills.

Indeed Beautiful!

a poem by Giridharan

In arrant act of obsession with beauty
For a fleeting moment let’s pause
And admire a creation so wondrous
That hath no peer, nay in heaven nor abyss.
Blushing, return the rays that kiss
And she herself in joy sparkles
The stars yonder
In embarrassed daylights of envy disappear
Behind clouds and haze
Vowing to be
Unrivalled in a darker midst
Yet the night, poesy engraves
The eternal verse
‘Like diamonds in the sky’.

Sifting sands, peasant finds
A grain that more shines
Delight sweats
From his countenance
So in ardent indulgence
He homeward runs
And to his precious one
Bequests his precious stone
In mitigated relief
She makes squealy moan
‘Priceless gift he’s me brought
Sure he loves me true’.

Curious child it’s mother asks
Where hie the meteors?
After fleeting flashes in the sky
She lets an answer fly
Into diamonds they alter
And sparkle forever
Its the noble that never change
Death doth not their glory change.

Once was…

a poem by Giridharan

Where used to be birds
Chirping in ecstasy
In merry chorus
Are now bards
Singing in apathy
In melancholic solitude.

The yellow leaves of fall
From mellow trees fall
Form a carpet
The prickly thorns carpet
Should thou pass
The affable pass

Alas!
The trees no more stand
The stumps, like gnomes stand
In sinister silence
In enshrouded penance.

The fish vainly tried to kiss
And always used to miss
The flowers on the mound
Of the pond
The wading duck
Would be in luck

Alas!
The sands ‘ve migrated
The ducks drowned
In mire and slush
In stifled hush.

Yet, hope burns –
The eternal fire of dreams
That the fish would again try to kiss
And once again miss
The birds return
Chirping in ecstasy