Suryanelli

C P Aboobaker

    Time grasps that Surya Nelli is a tree
    With lots of fire balls on it
    Beyond the time,
    When
    From a flower bloomed some time, some time,
    Fruitioned blood and tears
    Law protectors and courts
    Changed their scruples in the spur of a moment.

    Beneath the gallows and flowering trees
    The towers of law
    That composed an epic of morality
    Have entered a secret room
    To clean their anus of excreta
    with Currency notes. spring, O Spring,
    Your flowers smell
    Very rotten excreta

    Supplied in a vast leaf
    Forty chiefs tasted the Suryanelli;
    In what emotion had the prince come to taste it?

    The tree of Suryanelli sheds no tears today
    From its fire balls escape feathers of fire
    They fly
    over legislatures and judicial courts.

    
C P Aboobaker - C.P. ABOOBACKER, editor of thanalonline, belongs to Calicut in Kerala. His interests include writing, publishing poems, essays, and many more literary things. Latest writing is about Channels and Globalizations. He is a retired professor of history.

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