Poetry by Arun Prasad R

  When Life Sails in Paper Boats. _______________________________ When life sails in paper boats, the sun and the rains crack its thin foil of safety; I keep my prayers intact for a safe passage through the  times of test and beyond. -lulu prasad thayyil

 When the Words Go Uttered or Unuttered. ___________________________________ When the words go unuttered, the symphony of the soul goes silent, a forest put to pale shadows under a looming cloud, where chattering birds burrow in mute brown nests. When the words go uttered, you go out the cage with a swallow tail, spreading the light of the world, gaining over the shade of darkness. Keep them uttered or unuttered, make your statements bold, though not golden and leave a mark of a breeze, for the world to remember. -lulu prasad thayyil

 How Do We Know? _________________ How do we know, the path we trace through our life, the one forlorn and yet at times, accompanied. How do we know, our endeavor, the gush of a stream of life, the one which cascades and chatter to a pool of stagnant thoughts, or of meditative calm. How do we know, the real, the unreal and the dream like; we let them paint tales for us to craft a diary  labelled with scribbled marks. How do we know, our journey in this uncharted riverine loops? How do we know that the paper boats of memories lasts with fine rosette petals? We smear them with musk and dream of a lasting faint scent, the one which etches our life. _ lulu prasad thayyil

Peace. ______  Float like a leaf with great green veins, wherein oceans surge with life, wherein mysteries rise with diamond precision and beam with sunshine laughter. _lulu prasad thayyil

A Prayer for the Moment. ________________________  Eternal is the pain of longing, the feeling of being not understood in this dark cavern of life. Forlorn the lamp of serenity burns, amidst these thoughts and prayers. -lulu prasad thayyil, 04.05.2022