In those bibliographical slants and loops
I found the mis rhymes of religious bigotry,
Offering are made to the beautified clay pottery,

All my creatures with four legs and tail,
Starve and roam so frail,
Quintals in drain, tons of grains
No one smells and no one eats,
It remains stale even to the parakeets!

Humility is a passe, kindness is no religion,
No spiritual discourse, no physical inertia,
They all shall mute to those bibliographical slants and loops!

Kiran Sakkar Sudha

Voices scream
Voices shatter
Voices harm

Silence smiles
Silence pray
Silence bless

Dreams awakens
& Passion doesn't lets me sleep!


Kiran Sakkar Sudha

A dignified daughter of my guardian angels

It is tough to believe,
My beloved never raised a voice
They reared me in all poise

Immense proud to say
My angels are out of the crowd
We all love ours
And so do I

They taught me of things and its how, when and why

Of water, earths and sky
The unconditional bonds which god loosely tie
It gets me numb to say
We are together , sometimes might be away
I think of you all night and day
In my secrets talks
You always rejoice the stay
I will love you to the worlds and beyond
And promise to raise your head above
the odd high's...

Much power👊🏼✊🏻
Love always Ma- Pa- Ba

Spree

Like beauty and buzz of this world

Humming voices and colors were 

joy of that world,

Like our daily thankless winks and wine

The days were blooming orange and shine

Like a story so beautiful

Like words so kind

This victory was merciful

This was a new a self find

Smiled high with a half raised toe

In my erratic mood I secretly took a bow

This battle was different 

This win was melodious 

The songs of ballad ,

And the deepest sigh

Lord blessed me with a happy Nouvelle Vie!

Love to thee

Kiran Sakkar Sudha

People,
The new i met
The old i am blessed
Are distant and far
Are not at par
One set loves without informing
Other set loves with all the informing

The people i met hector months ago
Live far in distance
Live far from love
The love in my heart or love from my soul
The compassion is compared
The love is impaired
To ever think of 'em as the people to whom
I have to owe

God keep them happy
Keep them away
In my secret thoughts
I love few everyday
I kill few everyday


I crave my people, in this town of unknown
Bow some care, and love seed sow
I wish to submit,
Submit relentlessly!
Regards
Kiran Sakkar Sudha

I used to get up everyday in strength
To fall back again
Not yet again
The panic, the shivering, the lethargy
Nothing nothing made me crawl
I stood up again
To fall back again
Not yet again
It screwed the eye, it patched the toe
I managed, managed high and low
To fall back again
Not yet again
It shortened the breath, it tightened the beat
I screamed in pain, every time i yawned
It became the silent cries
& harder it gets to breathe
To fall back again
Not yet again
Three quarters are passed 
One more will be down
I will breathe the dare
Live in honour and grace
I will be out of it
Out soon again
Waiting for a morning
Waiting for a last empty stomach call
To dispose the packets of colors
The colors i inhale
The first i will dispose is orange
The love for the rest of my life
Who gave me a life 
The life i will live 
yet again, yet again! 

Love
Kiran Sakkar Sudha

Pressed flower in my book of grief

Signify one dried in those thousand billion leaves

Then one morning under the pillow, few pearls she wept

 Then smiled and smiled and smiled and few thoughts she kept

So many emotions, so much care

One day she dint find her mother anywhere

She screamed, She howled

But now one came from nowhere

Of infinite prayers and presence she begged for

It was just a dream that she got scared of.

Love,

Kiran Sakkar Sudha