Pain

In your eyes wet
of pain and agony
tears like rain
yet burning my skin, deep,
leaving a mark of your cry
words unsaid and despair looks
piercing my heart, breaking,
me, like never before.

Her Life

mild and meek her voice
deep and emotionless her eyes
slow steps, head down, eyes wet
she walks down the road.
her attire torn, hands bleeding
people shout, in pity, and she
moves alone, along, in silence
tears rolling down her cheeks
she walked, towards her destiny,
her cries, unheard, questions, unanswered.
and there, they,fun ride of their life
taking away, her life from her,
men, no beasts, you call them.

Love

from the far, as my eyes catch a view of her,
the heart skips a beat or two, and then
she passes by, ignorance, in her walk,
breaking apart the tender heart of mine

Death

in your eyes, i could read the desire
that can never be satisfied
yet we try, and we try till we fail
embracing us, then is, death.

Smiling So Fake

as the sun sets behind the horizon
my mind goes back to the age of nine
my world was made of books, papers and love
people were goodm and all merry

As i recline to my bed post
and think, of those days, when
walking in the rain was fun
getting a candy from dad was bliss.

As tears roll down my eyes, i realize,
gone are the days of joy
what i have now, is a world
so fake, bogus and pathetic

Living for the sake of it
detached from the emotions
a smile so fake brightens up
the darker side of life.

She

as she unmasks,

fallen is the fake smile,

revealing the true face

the bitch who was once a slut.

Timeline

In your eyes, wet, that fail to reflect,
in the sound silence, echoing between us
i feel, the pain of parting..
Who? You or me? I wonder
and so lately, i realize
moving ahead is time, always
of you and of i, and here,
we stay, talking of what happened,
when the next, just happened.
Moments, silly they seem,
counted together, you never know
what you lost, what you gained too
life, it goes on, on and on
and here, i lay, in my grave
and you, i know not.

സ്വപ്നങ്ങള്‍

എന്റെ സ്വപ്നങ്ങളില്‍ ആര്‍ത്തനാദങ്ങളുണ്ടായിരുന്നു...
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എന്റെ സ്വപ്നങ്ങളില്‍ തലയൊട്ടികള്‍ ഒഴുകിനടക്കാറുണ്ടായിരുന്നു...
പക്ഷേ, അവയ്ക്ക്‌ എന്റെ മുഖഛായയുണ്ടെന്ന്‌ അറിഞ്ഞതിന്ന്‌...
എന്റെ സ്വപ്നങ്ങളില്‍ രക്തക്കറയുണ്ടായിരുന്നു,
മരണതിന്റെ രൂക്ഷഗന്ധവും...
പക്ഷേ, അറിഞ്ഞില്ല ഞാന്‍ അന്ന്‌, ആ ഗന്ധം,
എന്റെ സ്വപ്നങ്ങള്‍ എരിഞ്ഞടങ്ങുന്നതിന്റേതാനെന്ന്‌

an old post, dated june 2009.. found it missing here.. from another deleted blog :)

Hurt

burns deep down my skin

tears from your eyes

words said by me

in a moment of rage.