From Better to Verse: A Poetic Rendering of Thoughts, Ideologies and Vision

By Anand S Unni

From Better to Verse is Anand S Unnis first poetic anthology featuring his initial and latest works. It is in a way a deep philosophical journey into the poets mind and his ideologies. It contains poems like The Partition, which is a haunting reliving of the Indian Partition and Conversations with God which speaks of the poets doubts in faith and religion. For a reader the book is an intriguing visit into the poets mind and offers a scope to enjoy poetry. It is also provides an opportunity to re-consider and re-model the thoughts of the reader.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing India
• Release date: Jun 24, 2015
• ISBN: 9781482846195

Anand S Unni

Anand S Unni hails from the serene beachside town of Thalassery which is at North of the Indian state Kerala. This collection of poetry features mostly his early works written purely from the heart. He is currently undergoing an undergraduate course in Mechanical Engineering from Kannur University.

Book preview

1. 3 Stories

I.

The sparkle of raindrops

Glorified her skin.

She swayed, proudly,

With the morning Sun,

Absorbing every spray of life!

A commanding motion of love

opened her fragile petals,

She gave prostrations to the day

and its radiant shine.

II.

A deer surged over rocks,

Pendulum shifts from verve to threat,

The luscious odor of her flesh

captivates a menacing predator,

Whose reality is interwoven

with his limbs.

In a battle of speeds,

One fights Hunger,

The other fights Death!

III.

A man walks out to meet his love,

He do not see passing birds,

Nor the sanctified Lotus,

The predator and his prey hides,

In a world the man shall never care.

Clocks tick, he waits.

2. A Jailed Insect

Seconds pass, numbness spread,

Coldness swipe through,

A drenched cotton cloth,

Separates the cold air from my skin,

A narcissus in the yard leaves me in spells of rue,

Delicately, he hides his face from my lifeless smiles.

A worthless insect,

Roams in and out of my cell,

Upon a world of freedom he remarkably fell,

Free and graceful.

I saw a younger me,

I saw the spotless smile, with her you see,

I saw a wedding car replaced by a funeral pyre,

I saw spots when I looked up at the moon,

I saw a gun dropped down stained with blood,

I heard the cry of my victim, for lust he was born.

The insect was crushed in my hand,

Blood, white and cold

spilled along my protruding nerves,

As it was presented to my tongue,

I felt the taste of crushed freedom,

All for the second time.

3. A Lost Love

The calm of morphine kept fading,

By little I found pain brewing,

While the untamed heart kept pounding,

Much like a blanched pigeon

freshly caged!

Days were lost in hours of pain,

Weeks passed as I couched,

No strength to speak out,

I gave a whisper one day

as light as a fading song,

I asked them about her health.

Spells of hallucination struck,

I remained in a hospital bed,

Looking at the monitor echoing my beats,

But a moment after, I am in a car,

Racing at knots with the rage of opium.

In a moment life became white,

Her hands were clutched onto mine,

I looked into her eyes, fear rose,

Is it the morphine, or the opium,

Which clouds my vision tonight?

The doctors claimed she had