Channels

C P Aboobaker

channels penetrated into my bedroom
while I was asleep.
the anchors searched into my library and shelves;
disappointed, they tried to enter into my cell phone
they went on searching
how screeches emanate from invisible hoods?
who sleeps on my bed,
my self or my substitute?
they smoked their brains to have an answer.
somewhere along my slumber lashes,
is there a clicking of the eyes?
is snoring possible after a love-packed shred of time?
they photographed the dances of the wind outside
on my flowery trees.
the channels that were not ready to go away
without any scoop
took the snow book I left reading on my chest;
they decided upon broadcasting
the music emerging after the snow melts.
in the hot seasons
when cool and water were impossible
they were seeking an entrance to my heart

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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