gr kaviyoor creations.

 Memories in the Rocks The silence of the rocks tells helpless tales,   Memories bloom under the touch of time.   Peter, you become a rock, standing firm in the heart,  Life’s hardships and peace merge as one.   Flowers fallen between stones,   Reveal glimpses of life beyond.   Like Swami Vivekananda’s vision on Kanyakumari Rock,   The vast form of India unfolds in the mind.  Sweetness, sorrow, and joy are all preserved,   Memories in the rocks live silently.   The soul’s vibrations echo within the heart,   Memories travel along the flow of time. GR kaviyoor  21 02 2026. (Canada, Toronto)

 Photographer With how much silent ache they move — camera-eyed and unhidden, across stages and festivals, between birth and death, amid weddings and rituals — passing quietly through it all. Even nature’s harsh distortions they endure, framing tomorrow’s memories for a world that seldom pauses. We rarely know their sorrow; we notice only the smile. For a measure of hunger, for the quiet continuation of life, they keep walking forward. For those who carry the full weight of life upon their chest, I believe we owe them a little silence. GR kaviyoor  20 02;2026 (Canada, Toronto)

 Shadow of Clouds White clouds unfold across the sky,   The wind’s presence drifts like gentle fingers.   In the softness of shadows, eyes bloom,   Hearts rise, reaching for the heavens.   Reflections shimmer on the river’s surface,   Raindrops whisper poems into the mind.   Summer hides in the tender silence,   Birdsongs flow along the winding streets.   Nature’s melodies touch the heart,   Colors pass through drifting clouds.   Shadows of memories awaken once more,   The shadow of clouds smiles within the soul. GR kaviyoor  19 02 2026 (Canada Toronto)

Still Climbing (Me as a Poet & Engineer) Even now, I remain a learner: sketching with patience, revising with humility, dreaming without limits. Engineering shaped my hands. Poetry shaped my heart. Imagination is my true engineering. Poetry — my tree to climb, my quiet cup of tea. I have travelled far, yet the road stretches ahead. There are bridges yet to design, verses yet to breathe. Experience stands beside me, but curiosity walks before me. The journey continues. And I continue with it. GR kaviyoor  19 02 2026 (Canada Toronto)

 The Silence of Forgetfulness** He who forgets even his own name He who looks on with tears The face of his beloved wife Known or forgotten, he wanders Time and days have faded away Without a single memory of the day Even companions and friends Ask, and he forgets them too When the newspaper arrives, first of all He fills the crossword puzzles Time passes by, and he does not know The silent days unfold A sea of life without memories Tomorrow, this could happen to you too We could all experience it someday This is not a way of life, it is truly the disease of forgetfulness — **Alzheimer’s** GR kaviyoor  16 02 2026 (Canada ,Toronto)

 Survival In the melting summer, I stood as shade,   Amid the blazing heat, my eyes unmoistened;   When the heart’s blood built a towering monument,   You hurled stones, mocking me.   Wounded bird sings solitary songs,   Turning into nectar in another’s ears;   Erasing the lines of curse with love,   The tireless journey of my pen.   A distant land blossoms with reverence,   The radiance of knowledge spreads through my chest;   Among the thickets that clip the wings,   My imagination-filled poem soars to the sky.   G.R. Kaviyoor   09 02 2026   (Toronto, Canada)

  A Word That Lost Its Meaning This picture made by Google Gemini  In daily moments, gentle or tense,   Apologies fall without much sense.   Between shared lives and fragile trust,   A soft regret turns casual dust.   Before authority, rules, and power,   That utterance blooms each passing hour.   Traditions teach it as virtue’s sign,   Spoken often, yet thin in spine.   Mountains watch, rivers quietly flow,   Skies don’t explain the storms they throw.   Wounded soil remains still, unseen,   All-giving Earth turns Rudra, fierce and mean.   When breath grows rare and life turns ash,   A handful of ruins, a final crash.   “Sorry or forgive me” humans will say,   A lifeless word, meaning gone away. GR kaviyoor  02 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Lonely Thoughts – 134 They look the same to the eyes   Yet touch alone reveals the truth   Second-hand stories often mislead   Only experience gives real understanding   Faces do not tell their stories   Even words can betray meaning   Truth appears only when you come close   Distance creates confusion   Time turns a person into an open book   Courage teaches the heart to approach   Before judging, try to understand   That is how humans are truly known GR kaviyoor  07 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

 Heart in the Moonlight In the silent night, seeking moon’s loving shade,   gentle coolness of the breeze touches softly.   Eyes shimmer in the glow of stars,   silence blooms in the heart-sky. Old memories fall on the leaves,   sound is unseen in the rhythm of love.   The moon’s magical light casts shadows on the path,   desires quietly rise within the mind. A view hidden in mist smiles softly,   stars wink and lift their gentle laughter.   Unknowingly, love gathers in the heart,   filling the inner soul with radiant light. GR kaviyoor  09 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

 Light of the Champak Delicate blossoms shimmer in sunlight,   gentle fragrance spreads through the soft breeze.   In the swaying leaves, the light dances,   nature’s quiet peace sings in silence. Eyes speak through the tenderness of flowers,   moments accept the grace of evening.   Beneath the cool shade of green trees,   love’s glow makes the atmosphere dance. The silver-golden touch of light smiles,   nature’s song flows silently.   Secrets of life sparkle in quietude,   the light of the champak illuminates the heart. GR kaviyoor  09 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

 Consent of the Heart A dream blooms in cool serenity,   the heart walks towards spoken truth.   A sweetness fallen in memories glows,   the soul’s silent smile embraces quietly. Paths where colors merge reveal themselves,   experiences shimmer on the finger of silence.   Moments flow in the warmth of love,   life sings along the rhythm of dreams. A secluded love gently grows,   entering the heart without a sound.   The mind consents, holding hands firmly,   joining with nature, filling endless peace. GR kaviyoor  09 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

 Earthquake in Canada — The Poet’s Warning In the blanket of cold, Those who slept weary knew not, The universal earth shivered for a moment, A warning calling from the past. It tore the universal earth, twisted the land, Bell towers shook, reaching toward the sky, Beneath, the ground whispered slowly, "There is a limit to patience" The poet opens his eyes to the universal earth, He sees the hidden messages. Writes words, stirs movement, Leaving a warning for humanity tomorrow. Teaching the lesson of patience and care, He shows the path to understanding nature’s gravity. GR kaviyoor  29 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

The Value of Safety Along with protecting yourself,   The lives of others are precious too.   At every step of work,   Safety awareness must come first.   Where cleanliness and order prevail,   Accidents will be kept away,   In hands that follow the rules,   Work becomes truly safe.   In construction sites and industrial workshops,   When moving forward with trust,   Safety has great value —   Countless lives are saved. GR kaviyoor  03 02 2026 (Canada , Toronto)

Soft Fragrance of Flowers Delicate blossoms bloom with love,   gentle fragrance drifts in the wind.   Flowing through the cycle of life,   nature sings its silent music. Bees gather, carrying kisses,   turning it into waves of new creation.   A single day they bloom as flowers,   then fall at the feet of the Lord. Fallen to the earth, they rest and merge,   joining with the soil to create once more.   Nature silently follows its law,   nature and love together continue the rapture of creation. GR kaviyoor  02 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Music of Fallen Leaves Fallen leaves cry in the gusts of wind,   while green leaves watch and smile at them.   Each fall gives birth to a new love,   a silent song of the earth sings along. Bent like tulsi flowers on the soil,   each leaf flows with divine affection.   Raindrops touch softly,   music flows in the rhythm of time. Fallen leaves take flight as painted butterflies,   wings merging in silent beauty.   Leaves that fell yesterday now orchestrate a secret rhythm,   tomorrow all must fall, as nature’s eternal law. GR kaviyoor  02 02 2026 ( Canada Toronto)

Memory of the Wind The scent of mist, the fragrance of flowers,   old memories swept along by the wind.   The presence of loved ones taken by time,   the whole heart cast far by the wind’s cruelty. Big leaves turn, drawing circular paths,   electric pulses of lightning swirl through.   Love and nature intertwine and tighten,   this wind tells its story without a sound. A single moment rushes past,   sudden sorrow gently falls.   Only the memory of the wind breathes,   all the colors within the heart begin to move. GR kaviyoor  02 02 2026 ( Canada Toronto)

Starry Summer In the gentle coolness of night, escaping the grasp of bright sun,   the sky shines crystal clear.   Stars hide and shimmer,   as if kissed and burning with love. Images sparkle in the eyes,   a single moment tells countless stories.   Stars join together and dance,   without a sound of love. A solitary journey unfolds,   a broken affection falls like a vision.   Lost in the mercy of the sky,   Starry Summer. GR kaviyoor  02 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Eyes’ Imprint A glance pauses along the way, a story spoken without words. Where language fails to arrive, the eyes scatter meaning. Even as moments fade away, that vision does not change. Between light and shadow, a quiet mark remains. As time keeps moving forward, memory calls from behind. That imprint set within the eyes is kept only in the heart. GR kaviyoor  30 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Silence of Mist Along the path the wind passes,   leaves release their gentle fragrance.   Colours awaken all around,   voices vanish into the quiet. Even without seeing the footprints,   a shifting sense of direction is felt.   The scent of dawn and the chill of mist   blend together, swirling in the breeze. Each breath paints a new picture,   the heart sees without looking.   Every hue follows the path of the wind,   the mind moves forward softly on its own. GR kaviyoor  30 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

River Fingers Long hands on the chest of the earth, Paths drawn by flowing water. Movement etched on sandy banks, Awakening the silence. Waves speak to one another, In a language without sound. Between stones warmed by the sun, Coolness finds its way. Paths bending downward, Stretching without knowing distance. The river extends its fingers, Gently touching the land. GR kaviyoor  30 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Heart of the Ancestral Home The scent of earth lingers on the walls, steps forgotten by time remain silent. Stories spoken by open doors still travel with the passing wind. Old laughter hides in quiet corners, the warmth of the hearth survives as memory. As shadows slowly stretch, evening sits down in peace. Though generations have moved away, connections here do not fade. The heart of the ancestral home continues to breathe, even now. GR kaviyoor  30 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Morning Glow As the breath of dawn softly falls away, darkness slowly retreats. The sky opens with freshness, colours gather in quiet harmony. The flutter of birds rises, marking the beginning of the day. Light without warmth rests gently upon the face. The weight of night slips away, the mind stands awakened. A new moment draws near, only brightness shines ahead. GR kaviyoor  29 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Smoky Dream A faint smile at the edge of night, a vision before sleep arrives. A dream wrapped in drifting mist, moving gently within the mind. A distant sound approaches, without words, without form. A hidden longing awakens, silence begins to take shape. A memory touched by time, changed in colour yet never distant. A dream rising like smoke, slowly merging into the light. GR kaviyoor  29 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

Touch of a Shadow A breath drifts through the streets of evening, hidden light pauses by the roadside. A presence the eyes cannot see, known only to the heart. Silence carried by the wind settles gently upon the steps. Somewhere far, a memory stirs, moving inward without a sound. An old moment returns again, though time has changed, its scent remains. Within the dark, without fear, touch alone becomes the guide. GR kaviyoor  29 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

River of Dreams As I drift along the river of dreams, like gentle waves upon the shores of silence, immersed and fading within the colours of memory, tears and smiles come together as one. The river’s cool touch brushes the heart, light hides and peeks through veils of mist, reflections smile back at the eyes, a tender melody flows softly in. Memories fall like drops of rain, great dreams swim within little pools, the moon arrives, smiling gently, lingering in the counter-breeze of the current. Searching for the edges of the heart, the river of dreams comes and embraces. GR kaviyoor  29 01 2026 (Canada, Toronto)

 Ego Ego, in what form does it dwell Within the walls of the mind, Adorning them silently, Spreading beyond even one’s own shadow— Know it as it grows. His sun Descends toward the horizon, Clouds of pride Veiling the path of light. When the thought of “self” Rises like a fortress, All other presences Shrink quietly away. Yet remember— The moment the light fades, Shadows too Lose their existence. The day ego calms, The mind once more Recognizes The illuminating truth. GR kaviyoor  03 02 2026 ( Canada, Toronto)

 Lonely Thoughts – 133 Unseen hope glimmers deep inside the heart   A tiny lamp rises in the thickest dark   Moments that fell turn into lessons learned   Tears that drop give strength that is earned   Closed doors reveal paths never known   Courage grows from ruins overthrown   Faith takes the hand and leads ahead   Failure transforms into art instead   Dreams travel along with every breath   Fear of tomorrow slowly fades to death   Patience turns to gold as time flows   Life reminds that goodness always grows GR kaviyoor  02 02 2026 (Canada, Toronto)