Dr.Angelo Mathew Panathapuram Poems

By the end of that season, I was sitting by the river side
By that time, it was dusk and I was reminded of events of the past
By my side, there were so many flowers, colours of hope
By my side there were innumerable dreams, words of promise
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Calm seashore of hope at dawn, glowing red sun in the horizon
Mists gets penetrated with the waves forms a mystique feel
Footsteps of someone I‘ve followed from the marshy lands behind;
Disappeared at the depiction framed by the waves on the sand bed
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Puzzle of political democracy to win
People at helm of affairs plan to develop,
Plea to voters with heads and hands tied
Praising in vein the honesty of development
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Ever since the revelation I had from the misty mountains of the north
Energy flared-up on the brink to the world without limits
Engulfing the freezing thoughts of natural wisdom, frugal in its origin
Enchanting with the words of neo literate, sang a song of freedom
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Trees without leaves but flowers alone
Around my hilly outhouse, piles of leaves scattered
Quick to invigorate the summer canopy of drought
mass quantum of dead soldiers and cooks fell
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Never ending faction of water with an amazing timing
Now you can attempt to count your success and failure
A submissive beginning leading to a seven fold victory
From the other end of the horizon to this very shore where you are
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"If Success is not before failure but beyond failure", then
The thin line between dream and vision should not be execution
If the talented are only five percent of all competing
Then it is important to work for the remaining losers
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