Kerala – A Monalisa

 [After reading an article written by Sanu Master in Deshabhimani about Kerala.]

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Kerala – the beauty queen,

Smiling and crying like Monalisa,

Chuckling land,

Dancing left and dancing right,

Like the trees in the winter,

One step to the left,

And next to the right,

Like Messi, playing

To the left,

And to the right. 

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Kerala - the beauty queen,

In the madness of imagination,

Two colours change in the face,

Of Kerala, land of Monalisa.

Still, a few dream only one colour,

That should be red,

Like the red of shyness,

Like the red of love,

Like the red of revolution,

Before the dreams fade,

Artists throw many colours

Not knowing the colours

Not uttering the colours

Strokes on walls and streets.

Politics dances in the street,

Not knowing the mind,

And the inner soul,

Birds dance left and right.

Smiling and crying

Like the Monalisa of da Vinci.