Departed souls

I look At these departed souls,

my heart bleeds,

and tears of sadness flow,

this perdition is such a perforce,

makes everyone's life lose its glow,

highly potent is the death's blow,

look at their fellowmen bellow,

and my mind goes for a cynical stroll,

life looks belittle,

put in a dark hole,

fearsome is this death's toll,

i look at these departed souls,

my heart bleeds and tears of sadness flow...

- Vishnu Jayaraj Menon

Money

money on its slippery ends,

always moves,

sometimes against its rules,

sometimes forged by some fools,

and,

sometimes robbed by some goons,

so unlike food,

it never fills you,

more of it creates disquietude,

and less of it despairs you,

if you're a commoner,

then money is a nightmare for you,

run behind it,

and from your men it distincts you,

but fulfills the dreams of you,

in this world satisfied ones are few.

- Vishnu Jayaraj Menon

My Dream

This is what it appeared to be,

my dream,

The fields are green,

The world is so clean,

education is free,

and people are so sweet,

dreams come true,

skies are blue,

sun shines utterly beautiful,

people are so dutiful,

poverty is never seen,

making money is never the dream,

world has its integrity,

peace is everywhere,

wars are never seen,

life is full of glee,

in the best of my dreams,

to this land i flee....

-Vishnu Jayaraj Menon