To paint a sky of our own

The tint we craved to

paint a sky of our own

.

i can see the dawn
in your drowning look.
i can feel the twilight
in your sparkling eye.
red mixed with orange
the tint we craved for,
to paint a sky of our own.
we sink in the darkness
sometimes, we blow
ourselves into the flames.
yet we know the whole
burning sky is the part
of big conspiracy,
for, the darkness is on
its way to sink us all.

through your eyes
i see a part of myself
a generous part
afforded by you, love
and in my eyes
perhaps you see a
part of yourself too.
those parts that
make us reach
into each other’s soul

Kuttammama, Marx n' Angels

Kuttammama, Marx n' Angels

.
Mordern men even mock Marx, before
Dollars dropped. The Capital economy
doesnt find worth at the writings

of Marx and Engels till the day the Global

Market stoops down. Now the

Neo- liberalism turns to be a nightmare.
Marx is once again placed in our reading table,

in our modern mindsets and in our million Dollar dreams.
so,for all the lost causes
for the unsung martyrs
for Kuttammama,
Marx n’ Angels

"Communism"
In its ideal form,
social classes cease to exist,
there are no coercive
governmental structures,
and everyone lives
in abundance
without supervision
from a ruling class.
hence, not for
Achuthananthan
n’ Pinarayi