(Unpublished)
Out of Place
I am your neighbour from nowhere land,
I am your cousin from listless Limbo.
Exiled from home, before you I stand
In a sad sky sans sun, clouds or rainbow
Battered and bruised, torn, lonely and forlorn,
Amid the alien corn, unwanted, unheeded;
Ah curse me, woe-begone, why yet was I born!
Motherless and homeless, as good as dead.
Yet I once had a father and a mother,
Who too were both homeless and landless.
Can fate be in-born and inherited, brother?
For me a wasteland even is bliss, no less.
No, I am no beggar brother, don't cast me out;
I too had dreams, to take root and sprout.
Manu Mangattu, India
— I'm an Assistant Professor in English hailing from Kerala, India. Born on 21st of December 1985, I imbibed my penchant for poetry and flair for writing from my parents. Currently I serve as a faculty in the Department of English at St George’s College Aruvithura. Besides translations into English from Chinese and Sanskrit, I write poetry both in English and Malayalam. Settled at Kottayam, India.