Saju Abraham

Poems
A Camouflage (2/10/11)
His camouflage struck me the most,
As he lay with his face down,
In a river of murky water,
Murkier by his blood.
A Cry Not Heeded (5/5/11)
War mongers always have their justifications for their actions. But one look at places ravaged by war, one would see those justifications pale away!
People trudged along the marshy land
Waded through waste deep waters
Possessions wrapped in rags on heads
Scanty unlike the weighty hearts that stooped them