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Tuesday, 27 December 2011


                                  30.
                               THE ESTUARY----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

                                         “In the glory of
                                         The deep deep sea of
                                         The Nobility of yours,
                                         We all would immerse,
                                         Extreme happiness be prevailed,
                                         Be prevailed
                                         Every quantum of moment!”
-Narayanaguru

                                           You transmit the note
                                            Into the twinkling,
                                            Till the infinite in-depth;
                                            Ignite the quest,
                                            Fill the quill,
                                            Hymn the fragrant mute,
                                            The flavor, the breezy pat,
                                            My mother’s soothing will,
                                            The entire spectrum full
                                            That does whirl into the nil;
                                            The innovation apt,
                                            The formless null,
                                            The feel singular,
                                            The fondling spell!

                                             The eternal silence I know,
                                             The lingering haunt,
                                             As the blossom the flower,
                                             Your nod notion an’ jolt,
                                              Still I relish the shower
                                              Of the fire petals glow;
                                              The cool moonlight does flow;
                                              The dew drops tickling
                                              The dreams!

                                              There the Estuary, the Love,
                                              Ready to embrace-
                                              The Sum;
                                              With a million waves
                                              -To absorb into the sacred Space.

                                                  ======================
                                                                    28-12-11



            
                                                      

  
                                               


      
                                             

                              29. THE LONG----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

                                  Lengthening the Time,
                                  The longwinded,
                                  The Ananta,
                                  Till the vastness of the Blue;
                                  Till the flaming Flame;
                                  The meditating in-sky of mine;
                                  The Great Silence scanning
          The in-dot smile of the inmost;
          The sweet-beating Heart!

          The clever n-dimensional,
          The hymning Core,
          The n-carats Pure,
          The cute Sculpture,
          The conjuring Space,
          The sun, moon an’ stars,
          The past-present-future continuum!

          O the Perpetual, the True,
          Thee my cast, 
          The Timing in time;
          -The Long.
            ==================
                                    28-12-11
                Notes
                 Ananta=the infinite, Adi Sesha,
                               Vishnu (Indian Mythology)





     
             

         
   
                                 


Monday, 26 December 2011


                    28. THE DRAFT----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

                         The Mum the great concentrate
                         You are! The perpetual incessant,
                         The inseparable, the omnipresent,
                         The touch the vision the tune,
                         The tone, the aroma, the Feel,
                         The flaming beat, the zeal!

                         The music knotless, rhythmic note;
                         The emptiness full, the Root;
                         The breezing eternal soothe;
                         The smile, moonlight smooth;
                         The golden-stringed celestial lute 
                         The hallucinating intoxicant cute!

                         The hue alien to the murky sight;
                         The beauty dawning to be the right;
                         To dense to be the core inert;
                         The form transcended, the twinkling note;
                         The indefinite tincture, the great Concert!

                         The love, the focusing dot;
                         The Nucleus, the CPU,
                         The Singular fascinating Spot!
                             ===================
                                      27-12-11       
                                    Note-
                                 CPU=central pressing unit



                       

                                   
                             

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Friends, These are some poems from my latest work THE WAVES of THE GAGA to be published shortly.(by
March-April 2012).This is the 27th poem from its 4th petal THE ECHO PERCEIVED.Pl.read & comment.For details pl. mail. drbalakrishnankg@gmail.com. mob.9447320801. phone- 0480 2877447; 04802875240.
                                                                 
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                                                                    kandangath,
                                                                    kattoor-680702,
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                                                                   =============


                               27. 
                      THE TOUCH----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN


                          This lamp tiny is lit by You,
                          Awake the sweet dense hymn;
                          Hip-hip-hurrah of yours,
                          In an’ around, the sign,
                          Bewildering, the caressing feathers,
                          The rhythm of the brick-red flames,
                          The mountain spring fluting day-night,
                          The nth scene of the perpetual play,
                          The sky getting nebulized to the infinite,
                          Ringing ding dong my dreamy heart,
                          Raining, misting, dawning, dusking
                          The twinkling Time, the wonder smart!

                          Your kiss soft an’ warm, your smile
                           Blossoming to the melody celestial;
                           The breath you bestow up on;
                           The breeze singing the Carole;
                           Yes, the Prince is born!

                            The fragrance of this flower,
                            The beauty engraved, the hue,
                            The entire, your loving touch!
                                   ---------------------
                                               26-12-11
                                    Note
                                  nth=No. not known, unending
                             The Prince= the Word, the Concept,
                                                  the Entire
   
 

                            

Saturday, 24 December 2011


                           26.
                    THE VALOUR----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

                           The War to be won, o Lord,
                           The valour is bestowed upon;
                           I, the Arjuna am weary.

                            How much mammoth the mountain!
                            Wide, deep an’ vast the Blue;
                            Whistling the typhoon;
                            Drumming, thundering the Big Bang;
                            Aimless my arrow sharp;
                            You the vision an’ view of mine be.

                            The Moment Great, does beat I muse;
                            Lingering the mind, the rhyme so fine;
                            The rhythm embracing self;
                            Unbound the consciousness;
                            I realize, the Idea, is born.

                             But unborn it is, the boundless,
                             The Crux perpetual, the Truth.
                             The Calm, the Full, the Sweetness;
                             -The flowering breath.

                              Evergreen; free from the space an’ time;
                              Mirage the naught, the comprehension;
                              The action, reaction, the creation, relation;
                              -All; -the Mock, the Mime the Enigma Fine.

                              Nil my sorrow, as You the Whole,
                              O the Cute, be open my Senses
                              As the fineness’ five-ness the Sole!
                               ========================
                                                 25-12-11
                                   Note-
                                   The Arjuna= phenomenon, hence “the”
                                                        (Ref. Geetha)
                                       Mammoth=gigantic
                                     The Moment=This Moment, every moment is
                                                            evolved and the Moment creates;
                                                            thus the Bing Bang is happening i.e.
                                                            -every beat of nanosecond. 
                                                             



   

                            


  

                            






                   
                                            ഗംഗ ----- ഡോ. കെ.ജി.ബാലകൃഷ്ണന്‍ 
                                             ========================

                                             തണുത്തുറഞ്ഞു പൂജ്യം;
                                                ഗോമുഖത്തുനിന്നു  
                                             ഒരൊച്ചയനക്കം;
                                                ഉറവയായി ,
                                             കുഞ്ഞരുവിയായി 
                                                 ഒന്ന്;
                                              ഒന്നും  ഒന്നും ഒന്നും 
                                                 പിന്നെയും പിന്നെയും;
                                               അങ്ങനെ ആറായി.

                                               ആറ്; അത് മനസ്സ്.
                                                ഉള്ളില്‍ ഒഴുകിയെത്തുന്നതുന്നത് ;
                                                അറിവ്;ഏഴ്, ഏഴാഴി.

                                                 ആഴങ്ങളില്‍  ആഴ്ന്ന്,
                                                 എഴാമറിവായി 
                                                  നിറ നിറവുകളില്‍
                                                  ഒന്നായമര്‍ന്നു.

                                                 ഒന്ന്, ഒന്നായി.
                                               ഉള്ള്‌ ഉണര്‍വായി,
                                               തുടിയായി,
                                               എന്റെ പുല്ലാംകുഴല്തുടിപ്പായി,
                                                നീളമായി നെടുകെ കുറുകെ.
                                                ആഴമായി അളവായി 
                                                 ആയിരം മണികള്‍ ആര്ന്ന 
                                                 ജപമാലയായി. 
                                                   ===============
                                 (ദേശീയ നദിയുടെ ശുദ്ധീകരണത്തിനു 28 -6 -2011    
                                   ഇന്ത്യയും ലോകബാങ്കും തമ്മില്‍ 100 കോടി ഡോളറിന്റെ കരാര്‍ ഒപ്പ് വയ്ച്ചു.)
                                              =============================
                                                                            13 -7 -11


  







                   
                                            ഗംഗ ----- ഡോ. കെ.ജി.ബാലകൃഷ്ണന്‍ 
                                             ========================

                                             തണുത്തുറഞ്ഞു പൂജ്യം;
                                                ഗോമുഖത്തുനിന്നു  
                                             ഒരൊച്ചയനക്കം;
                                                ഉറവയായി ,
                                             കുഞ്ഞരുവിയായി 
                                                 ഒന്ന്;
                                              ഒന്നും  ഒന്നും ഒന്നും 
                                                 പിന്നെയും പിന്നെയും;
                                               അങ്ങനെ ആറായി.

                                               ആറ്; അത് മനസ്സ്.
                                                ഉള്ളില്‍ ഒഴുകിയെത്തുന്നതുന്നത് ;
                                                അറിവ്;ഏഴ്, ഏഴാഴി.

                                                 ആഴങ്ങളില്‍  ആഴ്ന്ന്,
                                                 എഴാമറിവായി 
                                                  നിറ നിറവുകളില്‍
                                                  ഒന്നായമര്‍ന്നു.

                                                 ഒന്ന്, ഒന്നായി.
                                               ഉള്ള്‌ ഉണര്‍വായി,
                                               തുടിയായി,
                                               എന്റെ പുല്ലാംകുഴല്തുടിപ്പായി,
                                                നീളമായി നെടുകെ കുറുകെ.
                                                ആഴമായി അളവായി 
                                                 ആയിരം മണികള്‍ ആര്ന്ന 
                                                 ജപമാലയായി. 
                                                   ===============
                                 (ദേശീയ നദിയുടെ ശുദ്ധീകരണത്തിനു 28 -6 -2011    
                                   ഇന്ത്യയും ലോകബാങ്കും തമ്മില്‍ 100 കോടി ഡോളറിന്റെ കരാര്‍ ഒപ്പ് വയ്ച്ചു.)
                                              =============================
                                                                            13 -7 -11


  






Friday, 23 December 2011


                     24.
                 THE FLAME----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

                      Bestowed upon me a moment,
                      Thee the Benevolent,
                      The hymn of thee is mused
                      As the breeze gentle sacred,
                      The silence pricked,
                      As if the full moonlight
                     Caressing my dreamy sight;
                     Or the wave melodious
                     Patting my wink ambitious!

                     The Rig as the east,
                      The Yajur the south,
                      The Sama the west,
                      The Adharva the north!
                      The Sun the Great,
                      The Luster,
                      The charming texture,
                      The glorious allure!

                      The Flame, the homage,
                      The Flower red-hot,
                      The sum total of the Scripture,
                      The Secret, the Om, the Centre,
                      The Nectar, the swirling Nought!
                          =====================
                                               24-12-11
                               Note-
                               The Rig=Rigveda
                               The Yejur=Yejurveda
                               The Sama=Samaveda
                               The Adharva=Adharvaveda

                  
                                               

                     24.
                 THE FLAME----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

                      Bestowed upon me a moment,
                      Thee the Benevolent,
                      The hymn of thee is mused
                      As the breeze gentle sacred,
                      The silence pricked,
                      As if the full moonlight
                     Caressing my dreamy sight;
                     Or the wave melodious
                     Patting my wink ambitious!

                     The Rig as the east,
                      The Yajur the south,
                      The Sama the west,
                      The Adharva the north!
                      The Sun the Great,
                      The Luster,
                      The charming texture,
                      The glorious allure!

                      The Flame, the homage,
                      The Flower red-hot,
                      The sum total of the Scripture,
                      The Secret, the Om, the Centre,
                      The Nectar, the swirling Nought!
                          =====================
                                               24-12-11
                               Note-
                               The Rig=Rigveda
                               The Yejur=Yejurveda
                               The Sama=Samaveda
                               The Adharva=Adharvaveda

                  
                                               

THE FASCINATION


                         25.
                     THE FASCINATION----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN
               
                           Through the boundless,
                            I long to swim
                            Like a bird
                            In the puzzling sky,
                            Blue perhaps,
                            The hue-less,
                            Or the flaming red!

                            To dissolve into the Nil
                            That swilling out the Full,
                             I do not know,
                             The power, the colour,
                             The measure of my wing
                             Nor the sign of my song!

                             One thing alone I know;
                             Everything unseen, veiled;
                             The virtual I view,
                             The real I dream!

                              Babbling everywhere,
                              The sword, the bullet,
                              The arrow, the bomb;
                               Am the innocent,
                               The helplessness!

                               Hiding somebody,
                               Somewhere,
                               For something, sure;
                               I am aware!
                               Of the fate, the bloody!

                                Still, eager I am,
                                To be with Thee;
                                To fly, fly, fly;
                                Into the blue hue of the sky,
                                In the vast, deep,
                                The Eternal Cipher;
                                The Mum so clever!
                                O my Dear.
                                  ===============
                                              24-12-11  
                                    Note-
                                 Swill=drink greedily
                              Babble=speak like a baby,
                                               repeat foolishly

agnigeetham: agnigeetham:                      23.             ...

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agnigeetham:                      23.                 THE MOUN...

agnigeetham:
23. THE MOUN...
: 23. THE MOUNAM VAACHAALAM ----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN This is Yours, my muteness sw...

Thursday, 22 December 2011


22.
THE GURU
It was the Guru which proclaimed:
“It’s The Light!”
Let us reminisce about
The Manthra “Lead me Light!”
 
The Guru, the Concept Omnipresent
The Space as the quantum and the quest
The conjure elastic unending thirst
Igniting my thrilling thought
Never a person a thing neither
Nor the worldly view, viewer.
It is the Vision vast wide an’ deep
The Time only would have a peep!

The Guru, the Spring Blossoming
The Scientific Thinking un-weathering!
The Non-Dual the Guru spelled the Feel
The Penultimate, if there would one Seal
The Guru the Micro-Macro which does conceal
Nil but console the eminent intuitive impulsive Role!

The Guru the Rhythm the Tone an’ Tune
Tempered prompt into the concord fine
Illumination of the intima does shine
As this septa- color-magic merging to be One!

30-9-2011
Note-
The Guru= guru is a phenomenon hence “the Guru”
The Mantra=hymn; chant
Quantum=Physics-discrete amount of energy proportional to
                 the frequency of radiation it represents
                 Quantum mechanics
The penultimate=last but one



             
               

               




                   ഭാവം---ഡോ.കെ.ജി.ബാലകൃഷ്ണ

               ഓമനേ,നീയെത്തുന്നു 

                    നിമിഷം നിമിഷമായ്

               പ്രേമഗാനമായ് രാഗ-

                    ലവമായ് നിശ്ശബ്ദമായ്

               നിത്യമായ് നിരന്തരമൊഴുകു-

                    മരുവിയായ്
               
               വ്യക്തമായ്ച്ചിലനേര-

                    മവ്യക്തമസന്ദിഗ്നം!

               തഴുകും പൂന്തെന്നലാ-

                    യലിവായാനന്ദമായ്

               തണലാമിലച്ചേലായ്

                    മണമായ് മധുരമായ്.

               സാരമായ് വസ്വമായ്

                      
                    വ്യഷ്ടിയായ് സമഷ്ടിയായ്

              നേരമായ് നേരാനേര-

                    മുണരും സുദശമായ്

               മാരവയ്ഭവമായും 

                    കാമജല്പനമായും

               സാരസാക്ഷമായ് ചിത്ര-

                   വീണയായ്  മുകുളമായ്

               വേണുവിലുയിക്കൊള്ളുമീണമായ്,

                          പൂവാംബര-

               സാനുവി മിഴിയുന്ന

                       ശോണസൗഭഗമായും

               പരശായാഗ്നേയമായ്

                     ചക്രമായധമത്തി

               ശിരഖഡനമേവ-

                     മയുതം നീയാം ഭാവം!
                     
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