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Kanna K. Siripurapu

Kanna K. Siripurapu

So I........

I want to have something with me  forever, so I gave up,
I want to stay here forever, so I left never to return,
I want to remember something forever, so I forgot,
I want to win forever, so I stopped playing..!

(2013)

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Hindsight

At my eyes behest, I fell for the one that looked the… But the one that looked the nicest… Is the one that Betrayed me first… The truth that ducked my foresight…
New Found Strength

When needle sharp fangs sunk into… I nicked my body with the swipe of… And let the blood flow and allowed… Cos I know that the wound will he… And the pain wouldn’t last long,
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Presence in Absence

Wading through the crowded place, In search of a permanent place, Forever presence in an empty space… A place in the mist of estranged g… Deep down in the heart of deceptiv…
This Feeling

Know that this feeling is not true… Know that this feeling is a true l… Know that this feeling is a lie th… Like the lie of your abstract pres… And the reality of your physical a…
Glass and Mirror

The difference between a glass and… Is perhaps the same as the distanc… Glass when I frame it over an ima… Mirror when an image forms on its… Former is the way I look into my…
Silent Ode to the sacrosanct “TREE”

SILENCE..!! Silent was my birt… Silent is my growth, Beaten by the weather, Battered by the rain, Burnt in the sun,
Appear to Disappear

When a layer of dead skin peels aw… I could always see a new layer und… Don’t know when the future has cre… Unseen, but always breathing and l… What I could see now would disapp…
Tribe of own

Covered in a skin colour of own, Of a distinct shade and tone, A single thread of a long social f… The tassel which can not be weaved… I’m a unique tribe of my own,
Neither time nor tide

Time split us into two, And Tide swept us through, Time and tide waits for none, May be that is true, But through the time and the tide,
Reverie Thoughts

Like the rivulets, and springs are… Don’t know where they spring from, Like the rain and showers that fee… Are the memories of my past and pr… Like the streams and rivers gushin…
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The Portrait of Prejudice

Intrigued by the faces and their f… Inspired by the colours and their… Inscribed sketches of them on the… Inline to the outlines of the colo… Inked and imbued the inlines, in h…
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The Lascivious Flower

Walked into an art gallery on proc… Displayed around are the arts of s… Of the artillery behind the art of… I stood starring at the artistic c… I heard a voice mutter, “What a p…
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The Four

Wind has no direction, Light has no dimension, The sun, the moon and the earth I… Circumscribed by four cardinal poi… My thoughts have no direction,
Beginning of an end

When the tables are turned, And the cloud bursts into storm, When road reaches the hem of a cli… And life hits the rock bottom, When hope sinks into the abyss,
The one who can't

I always wonder and ponder, Whether the one who never touched… Is sensible enough to feel the tex… Whether the one who never water th… Is eligible enough to relish the d…



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