சனி, 31 மார்ச், 2012

Haiku Treasure 3!


Beauty within beauty
Became two separate beauty
Birth of child


Flock of soap bubbles
Flying in air
Old age home


Despite nutritious foods
No use whatever
Preaching to a rock

Scribble on plain sheet
Many never ignore
Bothering suspicion


Replay again
Scenes in fragments
Irretrievable dream


Never failing in duty
Strolling around as usual
Earth revolving around sun

Man with Man
Then Man above Man
Multi storey life


Like draft of property deed
Careful and cautious style
Walking pregnant woman

Broken friendship
Backing out from tie-up
Soul’s good bye to body

Shining in the peak
Sun eclipsing behind sky
Sparkling wisdom

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வெள்ளி, 30 மார்ச், 2012

In quest of ........!

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Prabhakarababu


Bearing the facets of sun
Radiating the rays of hopes
Mind moves on, everywhere-
With unending, everlasting thirst!
Stepping out often to conquer
Playing symphony of victories
Firmly believing in the inner heart-
Never hereafter a look back!

         

With the grit and ability
Undying eagerness that propels
Restlessly wrestling for fame!
In the breath and speech often
Craving to touch the sky
Awaiting a well-timed
Opportune moment!



Sowing seeds of talent
In the arena of eminence
To reap fame, garner prominence
Free from dusts of ego;
Rambles around like a chill breeze
Looking for triumphs!


Flowers blossom for momentary pleasures
Fragrance fills the surroundings-
There is uncompromising heart
That would bear hits but offer
In return nectar of words whatever!



To have a share in the sky
Desires bubble to march ahead;
Though dishonours perturb and shatter
Yet, neglecting not the genius-
Unresting mind with quivering nerves
To touch the winning post!

Haiku Treasure 2!


Prabhakarababu
Holds the record of having published
560 tamil hykoo poems
in one book
Going away in the cart
Leaving home in poverty
Grains in tears
                              

Boundary line nearby
Release deed written
Final signature of destiny

No a sound of syllables
But continuous speech
Sighing Soul of the dumb


Even after destruction
Born again then
Fire bowing to water

Drying brushes
Dust in the paint pits
Unemployed youths


Cutting towering dense tree
Spattering splinters of chips
In my heart


Silence like frogs sleeping
In the deep midnight well
Meditating mind

Bunch of flowers
Falling down proudly
Independence Day


Wearing away daily
Can you not care me
Legs pleading to the aged


If you rub often
Lids shall wide-open
twinkling wisdom eye

Kick the rock!



Prabhakarababu
Surrounded by
A pool of thirst for victories
from nine sides,
at the bottom by the earth-
Remain as a
Lonely human peninsula?

In ups and downs
Often fell on cruel chisels
Only to wander
Like an unfinished statue?

Despite possessing wings to fly
Still gazing with tied up legs-
Hopping alone inside the
Locked up sanctuary?

Often strolling
at the bottom of lofty Alps,
With rays of hope
And begging eyes to passers-by
For a lengthy rope
to climb to the summit?

Quite frequently
Within the changing levels
Of inner strength-
Fully submerged in the
Full length colour dream sequences
Of probable wins?

Push away the
Blocking rocks from the
Growing path of ambitions-
To laugh at pop-ups of aspirations

Blossoming from head to feet always!

புதன், 21 மார்ச், 2012

Haiku Treasure!


Prabhakarababu

Hykoo Specialist who holds the
record of publishing
560 hykoo poems in
one book!


Lovely paintings of dawn
Divine songs of twittering birds
For me every sunrise



Free from attachments
Fullness and brilliance
Droplet playing on lotus leaf

 
Ascends above day by day
Well above the threat level
Alas! Poverty line



Never netting in the sky
Fishes in grief
Smiling stars



 



 Good and bad
 As alternate spokes
Perpetual Time wheel



                                                                               
How long to bear burden
Aggrieved feet
Wobbly old man

 
Result of raffle draw
Free from pains
Good bye to the globe

 
On the pinnacle of pyramid
Dare to challenge
Crack in wedlock

Desires to touch the sky
Jumping up stems
Destined heights

Colourful upper layers
Aesthetic tints of roses
Pathetic scene of child labour
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Watch! more hykoo poems to come.....
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ஞாயிறு, 18 மார்ச், 2012

Is there God?


Boundless Sky, hanging planets
Prabhakarababu
Ever-scorching Sun, cool-faced moon
Twinkling stars and twilights
Raging winds, luminescent lights
Beaming rays, Blazing fires
All from where?
   
Sounds, resonance, echo
Silence, calmness and tranquility
Rhythms, beats and vibrations
Innate powers and inherent values
Incessant movements and revolutions
All from where?

Life within the potent love
And the love within the lust
Everlasting universe and eternity
Endless cosmos and unceasing creations
Interminable breath and births
All from where?

Living beings, lifeless things
Sacred souls and worldly bodies
Creations, protections and destructions
Wisdom, truths and purity
Inherent vigour in anything
All from where?

Holy arts, Acts and revolutions
Wonders, surprises and changes
Seasons, weathers  and movements
Heat, Cold and warmth
Marvels, sanctity and supremacy
Origins of anything, from You, God1

from the book of Prabhakarababu


வெள்ளி, 16 மார்ச், 2012

Addict not!


 
Heavy dependence on anything outside you is addiction. You can be addicted to drugs and alcohol, to sex and tobacco. And you can also be addicted to blaming people or judging people, to illness, to debt, to being a victim, to being rejected.

By addicting to ill-habits, you lose your valuable power of self-control, self-reliance, majesty, dignity, conduct, character etc. Externally you may lose friendships, relationships, acquaintances, honesty, business, reputations, family, job, benefits, positions, valuables or materials. Addictions may wash away many of these or any one of these. You grow imbalance within you.
Prabhakarababu
After the realizations, you will understand worth of the loss and make frantic efforts to regain. But by that time, most of the damages would have happened. Irreparable losses would have occurred. The losses may be irretrievable. Reconstructing yourself would swallow your youth, energy and joy. Addiction to ill-habits in many ways fractures the normal life.

Being addicted is giving up your power to a substance or a habit. The resultant is loss of strength either physically or mentally.

You can always get your power back. Yes! This is the moment you should get your power back! You have to shed the substance or the habit under the clutch of which your self esteem has been hanging.

You choose to develop the positive habit of knowing that life is here for you. You would be willing to forgive yourself.  

You have an eternal spirit that has always be with you. And it is here with you now! You relax and let go and you remember to breathe as you redeem yourself from addictions and practice positive new ones. As a first step- forgive yourself! OK?