Shades

Rhyming to Hasna's recent update in my own ways.. read her try here.

turn around for once
nothing to be lost then
turn around for just once
see there, in the shades,
a mom's joy, a dad's pride
a sister's love,and her heart,
a piece of you, yet to alter,
the real soul of you,
surviving in that broken piece.

P S : this post is a dedication to a wonderful person in my life, sheetal chechi, for being the real she always, for not wearing a mask on her face. Dear chechi, i love you.

P P S : guess title has nothing to do with the post.

വിട | Farewell

യാത്ര പറയുവാന്‍ നേരമായി..
എനിക്കായി ചിതയൊരുങ്ങുന്നു..
പ്രത്യാശയുടെ തിരിനാളം കാണുന്നു..
പ്രതീക്ഷകള്‍ക്ക് ജീവന്‍ വെക്കുന്നു..
വിട, നശ്വരമാം ഈ ജീവിതത്തിന്‌..
ഞാന്‍ എരിഞ്ഞടങ്ങുന്നു..

~~~~~

its time for me to leave..
but its then
that i see the light of hope.
farewell, my life !

P S :Love is in the air. today's first update[done just past an hour earlier], is just below this post, i hope that you don't miss it.

P P S :answering the question about my header, about the contradiction there, the bright day light and the graveyard, i hope this post justifies it.

Her Love

and there he is emotionless, dead
with all his blood drained out, pale
she came in, kissed him
and then, he rose to, life, again !

What say folks, on Mercy Killing? I say yes, legalize and amend the rules, but make it sure that it doesn't become an alternative for suiciding with fake certificates and that it doesn't turn out to be a business for many..

its better to let them die, than to let them live life as in hell.

You

मेरे आसुओं से बहती कविता
तेरे चेहरे पर मुस्कान लाती है
जो दिखाती हे एक नया दुनिया
जहाँ तू सिर्फ़ एक सपना

~~~~~

എന്റെ കണ്ണുനീരില്‍ ചാലിച്ചെഴുതിയ കവിതകള്‍
നിന്നില്‍ പുഞ്ചിരി വിടര്‍ത്തുമ്പോള്‍
കാണാമെനിക്കൊരു പുതുലോകം,
നീ വെറും ഒരു സ്വപ്നമാണെന്ന് അറിയുന്നുവെങ്കിലും.

~~~~~

When the poems written in my tears
bring a smile on your face
i can see a new world of love
though i know, you are just a dream.

with all thanks to my electronics lecturer, Praveen Sir who wrote the hindi lines for the malayalam words that i penned this morning.. what an awesome day !

P S : read the three write ups as different units though it may seem like translations.

( happy about the comments i received for the previous post)

Her Love

There she stood, wait for him, with those roses in hand.. Dressed in his favourite red and black, she looked gorgeous... there, she waited, at that isolated corner beneath the tree... She waited and waited for long till it rained... she kept that flowers on the marble flake next to her and walked away..

The writings on the flake read

Dannie

14-04-1989

to

14-02-2009

With the rain and the breeze she felt him all around... with him around, she walked off with a smile on her lips

True Love Never Dies.

Update : Anil Sawan, thank you -- the only words i can find now to reply to your comment at the other blog.. and i still do not know why there was a drop of tear in my eyes.. This day will be great for me. God Bless You :)

Rainbow

wish if i could just wander
like those dark clouds,
pour down heavily..
turn a dew and die..


a rainbow born,
for a moments time..

അവള്‍

ഒരു നാള്‍,
രാത്രിയുടെ നിശബ്ദതയില്‍
അവള്‍ വരും..
തൂവെള്ള വസ്ത്രമണിഞ്ഞ്‌..
പതിഞ്ഞ കാലോച്ചകളോടെ..
നമ്രശീര്‍ഷയായി..
പുഞ്ചിരി തൂകി,
കണ്‍കളില്‍ വശ്യമായ
അനുഭൂതി ഒളിപ്പിച്ച്‌..

ഒടുക്കം,
ഞാന്‍ പോലും അറിയാതെ,
എന്റെ ജീവന്‍
അവളില്‍ അലിഞ്ഞു ചേരുമ്പോള്‍
അവളെ മരണമെന്നു വിളിക്കാം..

(Image from Google for the search word entwined)

PS : and the previous post is just below this

PPS : this post has got nothing to do with the author's emotions.. its truly and sincerely and imaginative work.

The Worn Mask

One day, I found that day..
The day, I missed all along..

Of joys, of smiles, of love,
Of fun, of care, of wonders,
Of hopes, of dreams, of desires..
Of success, of merry, of life..

The day, finally had come to me,
When I lay, buried under my masks
Of a son, of a brother, of a lover..
Of life lived, of tears shed, of hearts broken.

The day had come to me,
And the last moment,
When my plain face exposed,
Of emotions shown, regardless of the soul.

i, with no shame copied the concluding part of this post by Ananya Chatterjee, and then penned these lines in these five minutes, for i liked that line.

PS : I hope this doesn't violate any Copyright rules.

Let Me Sleep

രാവേറെയായി..
ഇനി ഞാന്‍ ഉറങ്ങട്ടെ..
ആരറിഞ്ഞു...
ഇനിയൊരു നാളെയില്ലെങ്കിലോ?

ഇല്ലാത്ത നാളെയുടെ പേടിയില്ലാതെ
ഇന്നു ഞാന്‍ ഉറങ്ങട്ടെ, എല്ലാം മറക്കട്ടെ..

Wondering about the lines? ha ha.. that's in my mother tongue, Malayalam.. and i know you want to know what it's all about.. the caption says it all.. you want me to explain? listen to me chit-chat for a while then..

first things first, i am not sure if i will update tomorrow or not, for i have my exam on day after tomorrow.. and that is the last exam in this series now and its going to be tough.. either me will get it full or i will make it a big zero.. its all about programming. :P

and phew.. yet another boring day.. damn that i messed it up with a junior.. dear junior,i told you, keep away from me, you haven't understood me well, or as my favourite character Iago says, "I am not what I am " wondering why Iago is here? the credit goes to Artz..

OK now... i quit.. yeah yeah.. i remember.. you read all these lines to know what i wrote in Malayalam right? i keep promises.. here you go..

its too late in the night..
let me sleep now..
who knows if..
there is a tomorrow or not..
with no worries of tomorrow
let me sleep this night..
let me forget all the rest...