A Native in Heaven

A Native in Heaven
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I used to travel along the heaven .
Which f***ing heaven are you mentioning
The same which we got to live now
But what you like to watch there?
The blood shaded soil?
The grasses which hold the cries?
The temples of blind gods
Who enjoy the buds blood?
Where the youths are tied as shields?
Do you want to see the refugees?
Those who are categorized with the penis tip?
Do You want to buy land there?
Do You want to build resorts
Did you like the hostages which become ransomed?
Well ...think about only patriotism.
Obey the kings
Forget your brain
You can travel to the heaven
Because now you are a native.
----Biju G Nath Varkala

still i am live

I lost myself
I was in a dreamy pond
Fill with colors
Smell with flowers
And cover with love.
Suddenly
The wind goes wild
Sun looks very hot
Obviously
It heat up a lot.
My colors
Flowers
And love
Without a word
All goes out.
Ah... Still I am live.
....BGN varkala

Lovely Dream

oh listen..

the sky is falling down!

look,

how wonderful it is....!

let me see
the stars

glittering how

oh,
let me smell
the fragrance of clouds.

i am happy

i can see the face
of lovely moon.

try to kiss

ya i am thrilled   !

it is so cool.

why u sun

that much hot?

are u angry,

oh i am so sad.

but still i love to watch

look,
sky is falling.

------B G N Varkkala---