Stoned Immaculate
the ghost the ghost within me
waiting to break free
an apparition wakes me
in the gloomiest night
blood stained and ravaged
by the phantoms of truth and lies
i refuse to give up
for iam not bound
i live to break free, unshackled
break the walls
break the barriers
for i have the strength now
iam stoned immaculate

":) very fulfilling.. " poem by subbu Iyer

fulfill sorrow to the cups brim
gulp it down with a evil grin
for the thirst is for life and likes
happiness and sorrow all not alike
intoxicated in sorrow blurred by tears
free from reason and full with fears
hard to know when the cloud will clear
who cares !! I am high on sorrow
happiness can wait until it wears

Wrinkles A Poem
wrinkles i see in her
and the rock
one withered by weather
and the other by fate
who is to blame
one does not know
both stand glaring
telling a story
this is what i bring to you
the truth to feel
the truth to see
Subramanian Iyer

the first breeze that blew across the bay..
warm fresh and chirpy, it knew not what love was
the breeze caressed the waves and the bay knew not what to say
mild breeze and the soft waves
the breeze thought it was love and so did the bay
blinded and smitten in the interlude of passion,
little did they realize what life held in its way
the storm crashed, the breeze was to be gail
and violent waves rose in anger from the bay
what held them together was not love
but a timely season of spring on its way
they parted for it was rains again
the breeze cried and the bay knew not what to say…..

of stones and rituals
of god and god men
of statutes and paraphernalia
of prayers and offerings
of religion and caste
of garlands and flowers
of priests and chants
of holy water and sacred ash
ever wonder
god made man
or man made god....

an =equal= music
silence and resonance all equal
strings and beats all the same
an ear is all one needs
rhapsody in noise if one sees
all music is equal
one has to realise
for rhythm and rhyme know no reason....

Solitude:
I am not alone, its not loneliness
Confinement i chose, Confined I am not
My mind wanders spirited and free, seeking the questions within thee
Answers may not come, but oh the journey is fun
Atop a hill, i question my will,
why am i here, so far yet so near,
melancholy is beautiful, people fail to see
I am so happy, I am within me

Subramanian Iyer

The fruit market in "koyambedu" chennai....amazing place to do portraits :)....the best thing about this picture is the genuine smile...he was really amazed was to why would some body would want to take HIS photograph...."munji nalla illa sir, inna photo edukaringa" what that means is my face is not good why are you taking a pic of mine...he was incredibly spirited...the whole koyambedu complex is some sort of an enigma...there are narrow streets of every fruit in this world...small alleys where fruits are stuffed and sold...every shopkeeper's apple is better than the others...and i love the canopies they put up for the summer heat in Chennai....the amount of trash that comes out is phenomenal...the smell of decayed fruit and fresh ones fill the air...its really amazing....in this particular snap the whole of the small alley was looking at me...and when i showed him the pic from my digi cam...he just hopped in surprise...it was an awesome experience...cant forget the ambiance of the market...the smell still remains in the head...a bit unpleasant and pungent smell at that :) !!!!!

"All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players"
True very true is it not, when you stand up there "the stage of life" every things blinds out...vision is hindered....fear grips you, i fail to see light...all you see is the looming doom "in this case the mike"...after all stage fear is no different from life fear (or is it not?)...so many people to face...so many people to please...applause and booing...highs and lows...all the same...ecstasy joy sorrow and sadness....life is a stage yes it is....i wanted to capture this entire emotion in this picture and i consider myself only partially successful....definitely life is a stage..shakespeare is right :)

"All Glitters are not gold, some worthy even more" Camera: Canon

Model: Canon DIGITAL IXUS 500
ISO: n/a
Exposure: 1/400 sec
Aperture: f/13.0
Focal Length: 22.2mm

Camera: Canon
Model: Canon DIGITAL IXUS 500
ISO: n/a
Exposure: 1/160 sec
Aperture: f/13.0
Focal Length: 22.2mm

If there is some that is incredibly serene then its definitely sunset ans the sea.
i think its some sort of a romantic relationship between the two
what one emits the other reflects...and this courtship creates awesome beauty
golden shower strewn upon the sea.

First post :D....

as a first entry in my photo blog this picture deserves bit of, if i might choose grandoise explanation. The subject was meera a vivacious 8 year old...the fact is that when any one sees this picture there is nothing but a very natural smile on their face...her eyes are pure joy....people just open up to a honest innocent smile...and ofcourse thanks to meers...she brought smiles to a lot of people...thank you meera :)