Author Archives: Satheesan Rangorath

About Satheesan Rangorath

Hi I am from Kerala a state situated in the south western tip of the Indian subcontinent.Poetry is my passion. I think i am not a poet. I am just a man standing on the shore of poetry with respect and awe.The most beautiful poem ever created is nothing but the nature. I believe that.I scribble some words in the format of poem and i do not know if it becomes a poem.Ah my full name is Satheesan Rangorth. I am pleased to announce that I have published a collection of my poems in a book titled as SNAPSHOTS OF A FIREFLY.The book is available on line at AMAZON.COM My second collection of my poems titled "Memory Sprouts" Vol I, II, III was publidhed in 2019 that's all friends Satheesan Rangorath

Obese pixels

Unexpected the monsoon started.
Large taproot splinters lit the clouded sky.
The roar of elephant herds
Fertilized seeds of time Hiding in the earth sprouts
Mutations happen in the entire human races.

Couch potatoes playing on the drawing-room sofa tossing remotes.
Dady well dressed sweet potato ready to office, jumps into driver’s seat
screech and swirling car tyres.
Mom well-grown bulged tapioca roots
often walks down the alley with a thud.

Sister another bull sized beetroot,
rolling over the streets.
The city is invaded by obesity radishes, carrots,
overgrown bulbed yam men,
dancing colocasia in the disco clubs.
Road roller Chinese potatoes

Fatty sumo wrestlers
crowding the world huddling the space.

World reminiscent of the era of
dinosaurs woolly mammoths.
Another new vegetation of new generations living in a digital silicon valley Oversized DNA roots
Motherboard deep into obese pixels

Light murmuring giggles

the warmth of the evening sun
this cold breeze
trying to penetrate my sweater
monkey cap stops the whistling wind

relay runner from the east exchanges the baton
diving deep in the lake for a swim
his clouded denim lies scattered in the horizon
stretching his hands in butterfly strokes

floats on his back relaxing
spitting stream of water like a whale
the golden granules cascade
day falls into the lake
birds gliding over the western sky
returns to their winter resorts

the new white paint
on the beach bench
underneath my dog watching the sky birds
frogs leap for a night symphony
silvery angels dive their fins wave

serenity floats across the lake
solitude is invaded by serenades of my mind
dream of youth still hangs in the cataracted eye
the sound of chiming anklets
a ripple of waves kiss the shore
light murmuring giggles behind
breath of bliss

To live on nothing

phantasmagoric spiritual ecstasy
having transcended this world
he started living among gated community

had madly dressed in torn loin clothes
his unkept hair,
long beard reaching chest

mad mendicant
often referred to as crazy for his hippie
manners, mannerisms
picked any food, good, bad, stale
or from the wastebin
relished whatever came his way

slept in the burial place
near the burning pyre
used a discarded wreath as pillow
stretching his hands and legs to flame
to wade away the cold
brewed his morning coffee
from the cinder of burned bodies
lit his cigarette from smoking twig

stray dogs slept with him
kept company
often owls trumpeted their presence
with three sixty degree rotating heads
bulging fearful red glowing eyes
shadow of moonlit
silhouette of cactus ferns

one dark moon day
she came with her long matted hair
bloody red eyes, long tongue out
gate keeper of death and dead
the goddess of death
tried to wake him up, did her best to scare him off
the saint did not budge
fearless detached ‘rishi’ had no fear

surprisedly pleased the goddes of death
offered him a boon
but he refused and went to sleep
having nothing to gain from this world
pietist scolded her off

on insistance from Kaali he agreed for a boon
just let her switched his
elephantiasis from right leg to the left
blissful happy man to live on nothing
philosophy of spirituality

Flame of love

at last she broke the silence
since born she was a crying baby girl
from the time immemorial
she carried forward her sorrows

from the insecuritiy of womanhood
many cinders inside the hearth
mind was covered in the ashes
while keeping the fire burning
letting smoke and fumes often off her chest

time paraded brfore her vision
in several, a baby, a teenage girl, a young lady
woman, a lover, a grand daughter wife, mother, an employer, an employee, grandma, greatgrandma

all these time she was billowing
flushing out smoke
from the sacrificial hearth
got reincarnated
flooding her lava of womanhood
into the ground of grace

cooling her anger she created pure motherly springs
became mother of all
keeping the flame of love burning inside
as wick of time

Cluttered thoughts

rocking like a rock cliff fully boozed
legs moved like a stripteaser
head nodding areca nut tree in all directions

darkened teeth nicotine tarred
yellow teeth turned red
from betel leaves chewing
the tail bit stuck over his left side of the forehead
grey black hair
sticky with oil mixed with sweat
untidy crumbled dhoti
dirty full sleeves shirt folded to his biceps

smoking a beedi spreading smoke
all around him like a steam engine
strolling on the beach as a toddler
hitting on crabs trying to escape

feet leads to the silvery waves
of the sea peeping the marine life
trying to lift the corner of the ocean
pretending to lift a blanket
to cover his face

picking a piece of paper
he squats on a beach bench
scribbles his compressed thoughts
a verse from the depth of his core
distressed shouting with anger
he read it loudly to the infinity
fluttering his cluttered
thoughts like this scribble
before he embraced her into his eyes
snoring, deep sleepwalking
into unknown realms of crazy creations

Milky way

milky way turned her course
she just took a peep over the cliff
just cascaded smoothly
bungee jumped through the eagle creek
hung in suspended animation
dangling down screaming alarmingly

when the swing subsided
the wind stopped mizzle drenched
nearby rocks and ferns
as if entire Sky Ganges cascaded
to the matted hair of lord
who only could stop the fierce waterfall

the hymn and hum of blue water
a rhythmic celestial Aummmmmm
the twisted cobalt stream falls on the earth
gracing the earth with compassion

she parades on the fields touching
valleys, meadow, forests
embraced earth with platonic love fertilizing
flooded thoughts stream the banks
of poetic similes, images, metaphors.
my twisted poem flows silently

Seasonal sun faces

he stares from the horizon
profoundly perspiring
slowly multicoloured clouds fall
the magic disc shattered
Pieces of rainbow flutter
in the evening sea
in slow motion it settles
scattered autumn dry leaves
scrubbing the earth

rays retreated inside
meditating hot rays
the winter sun set wearing gray
mask of the cold shade
suddenly he shatters
snow flakes fall in the ocean
cobalt blue flints of darkness

sunflowers thousands of them
many creepers climb over
blooming exotic flowers
body bedecked
aromatic expressions of the spring
litter of petals on the path ways in assorted hues
he discards his floral robe
in the evening sea
dead flowers reach the beach
with the waves

monsoon arrives with
long glass strings symphony
split splinter of mirror beads
rainy sunset
reflects the dark cheek of the sun
weeping shamelessly

summer sun set wears
dark glasses
butterfly clouds
red hot face
falls in the western ocean
with the hiss of a cinder
face charred
charcoal floats sketching
the seasons

The Serene Solitude

the serene solitude
of a projecting cliff
washed by splashing blue water
whistling sea breeze
cold teeth rattle with shiver vibes
in the backdrop a lone tree

daily the seagulls are awakened
by the chant of sacred syllable ‘Aum’
a woman dives deep into the sea
to the fathoms of meditation
overflowing with love, compassion
she sings, dances to the rhythm
drumming with cosmic energy
floating in ecstatic vibrato
slowly settles down to earth
prayers from her depth of calmness
let all beings and non beings dwell in peace and harmony

Doves of peace,
crows and falcons
pigeons, angels of heaven
encircling her calmness
island of positive vibes
fearless tranquil dawn
away from messy world

one day it happened
no more hovering song birds
surprised she looked around
Inside a negative thought cliffhanging
she noted the point
wisdom of the nature