We, the Blinded Gods!

We built our cities upon the bones

Of silent fields and crumbled thrones,

And claimed the right to rise and reign

Above the roots, beyond the pain.

We stoked our fires with ancient trees,

Choked songs of birds, and stilled the breeze.

We mined the Earth for fleeting gain,

And left her scarred with smoke and stain.

We drew red borders through the land,

With ink made thick by human hand.

We crowned the greedy, armed the proud,

And praised the war, then cheered the shroud.

We made the gentle live in fear,

Turned silent pain to loudest cheer.

The calf’s last cry, the tiger’s plea—

Now haunt our dreams, eternally.

The lion’s roar now fades like breath,

A shadowed song on edge of death.

We took the oceans, made them black,

And never once thought to give back.

The mother weeps, the soldier breaks,

The whale sings low through oil-slicked wakes.

The sky, once blue, now bruised and dim,

The songbird’s hymn—a requiem.

We built machines, forgot the soul,

Made glass from sand, and hearts from coal.

We paved our way with shattered truth,

And lost the poetry of youth.

Yet now—

Can you not feel the Earth’s last breath?

A whisper curling into death.

Can you not hear beneath your feet

The throb of time, a faltering beat?

Do not mistake this world as yours—

You are a guest, behind her doors.

She gives you bread, sun, and rain,

But not to tear with such disdain.

Rise, then—

From silence, from the ash and flame.

Let not your heartbeat sound the same.

Let sorrow shape a better song,

Let all that broke become what’s strong.

Tend every tree as if it’s kin,

Mourn every life you see within.

Be not a ruler, not a god—

But one who walks a humbler sod.

Live not for fame, nor pride, nor cost—

But for the lives we’ve nearly lost.

And when the end looks back at you,

Let it see love in all you do.

The hour is grave, the shadows long—

But still, the earth hums one last song.

Beneath the rot, a heartbeat dares—

And waits for us—if someone cares.

Awake, awake! The silence screams—

We've sleepwalked through our borrowed dreams.

The Earth beneath us breaks and cries—

Will we just watch, or will we rise?

Sreejith Kulaparambil 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Tapestry of Time

I walk along the lanes of past,

Through fleeting joys and shadows cast.

Soft echoes whisper, bright and dim,

As memories dance on time’s vast rim.

From childhood days so wild and free,

To bonds that shaped the soul in me.

Through laughter’s glow and sorrow’s shade,

In love and loss, our hearts are made.

The years go by, the seasons change,

Yet dreams and trials rearrange.

Each fleeting step, a lesson true,

A path we walk, both old and new.

In youth, we chase the stars so high,

In age, we watch the moments fly.

Yet through it all, both thick and thin,

The light of hope still burns within.

And when the night begins to call,

We stand with grace, unshaken, tall.

With love as guide and faith so bright,

We weave our tale in golden light.

Through every thread, both dark and fine,

We live, we learn, we intertwine.

For life’s a weave of joy and strife,

A tapestry of love and life.

Sreejith Kulaparambil 

The Evil under the veil

Beyond the veils of camaraderie,

Sordid minds are working hard

Relentlessly,

In pursuit of invincible power

Working incessantly,  

To achieve the crest of fame

Fortune and accolades, enchants them

When added to their name

They abhor humans,

When mythos vary from theirs

Their acolytes trouncing mortals,

To infuse hate and fear.

Their words are pseudo,

So does their acts

Deceiving mankind every moment

With forged facts

Spreading their doctrine

Through every fawners they got

Minions yelling slogans to incite,

If fawners fail with the Lot.

Boasting about their brainless deeds

On every podium they acquire

Drifting attention of masses,

Shielding themselves from the line of fire.

They even shed phony tears

When masses give them dubious leer

But often comes with flashy promises

Just to lure the grieving masses

Oh! Dear men of my soil

Beware of these roguish devils

They are here to drain our peace

These chosen few will loot us at ease

We are all children of mother earth

Boundaries, race and religion may have divided us

But the blood is same,

that runs through our veins

Let’s take an oath for a better future

“We are here to live and let live”

Sreejith Kulaparambil 

The revelation of a Witness

 It’s just a matter of time

One day I will be there,

On deathbed,

Lying bare and helpless

Conscious may be I am,

Yet uttering no words,

Waiting for my last call,

Disturb me not, at that moment,

My spirit longing for a soulful union

None will be part of my journey

Nor could share the pain and agony

At that moment,

Let me go,

To that ultimate abode

We are all travelers,

Came here for a while,

Everyone will follow,

sooner or later

though, path is undefined

Wealth, fame and Knowledge,

None can spare you life,

Nor friends and Kin can stop you,

With their earnest desire.

Love this body,

Possess it not even for once,

It will perish one day

Do what you can

To bring smiles on million faces,

Until you exhaust,

Then, bid adieu to this place peacefully.

Sreejith Kulaparambil

Rising Evil

Camouflaged, by

pseudo colours of Virtue,

Evil rise in distinct forms,

shining resplendently

Acolytes celebrating

across the world,

with applauses and gunfire

The worldly souls are just witness,

to boisterous triumphant chants

The gilded tongues

mesmerising the miserable mortals

with magniloquent promises,

never to be realised

Masses yearning as never before

Evil igniting their desires

Mob turning into moths,

pulled by the vicious fire

None, spared by malicious Evil,

it’s Just a matter of time

The unhurt sings paeans,

until they are trounced

Spreading venomous doctrines

from every podium they acquire

Intoxicating human emotions,

maligning love for mankind

Good: the born influencer,

within everyone’s conscience,

lying , bare, helpless

drubbed by the legions of Vice

Lapping the wet wounds

patiently, waiting for it’s time

The Virtue lost all comrades,

they are now part of Evil’s crime

Camaraderie, Hope and Community

were all good old allies

divided by the deception

they are now part of Evil’s lie

From subtle to Gross

It switches to all forms

fighting with its allies

deceiving the mankind

Evil fighting Evil,

to acquire the supreme power

Battered Virtue is obscured,

Somewhere in the humans pain and ire

Someday Truth would resurrect

with its all might and power

when every human conscience,

rise above the material craves and delights.

©Sreejith Kulaparambil

Dare to speak out loud

Dare to speak out loud,

when you are a witness to the truth,

break the shackles of fear

and let the mind be free

Dare to speak out loud,

when your inner voice seek justice,

against the torments of social atrocities 

let there be no law of differences

Dare to speak out loud,

when humans are treated like animals

and affluent acting at their whims

leaving commoner at their mercy

Dare to speak out loud,

when justice is out of prejudice,

for innocent should never be punished

and to let the truth prevail

Dare to speak out loud,

when all odds are against you,

stand alone firmly with the justice

let your conviction be your guide

Dare to speak out loud,

when mind stops you to follow the truth,

tame the noises of threat

and feel the glory within

Dare to speak out loud, 

for every creation of this nature

even at the cost of your life, 

for your will be honoured

as a martyr for truth and justice.

Sreejith 

All Were You

Those deep vibrant hues

And brightly shining views

Springing out of nowhere

Those joyous moments from blues

Those nectar transuded from blossoms

Those butterflies vibrantly awesome,

Those rain drops falling with passion

And those rainbows bending in fashion

Those valleys without dips

Those plains filled with tulips

Those frothy gurgling streams

Those dark nights full of dreams

And those gentle breeze caressing my body

Oh my beloved..!!

All were you..!!

All were you..!!

Sreejith Kulaparambil