poem by mk harikumar

When Mukundan blew the KonchMukundan blew the Konchreleasing a sound bird;which flew away afar The he blew again to see whetherthe sound bird he blew outfrom the Konchcan come back to its source But this time also the sound birdflew out from the Konch only to vanishsomewhere He wondered whether the longarms and legs of …

m k harikumar poem

Flowers yellow, leaves green The poets were debating on the sequence of death;Who died first whether the poet or the poem?He stood there listening to the wailingsof both the poets and their verses Inside there were chairswith swollen belly,tables that have gone crazy,sensual shadowsand junk of books,even as the sales and discussionswent on an on …

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