Tuesday, March 29, 2011
S.SALIMKUMAR
Winter Notebook Cold waves and silence swallow the street. Travellers covering the dark ways. Night is lusty Last of its kind. I don’t know why it is raining In the pity sky clouds are always seen. Who is coming stepby step You are moving for a distant pole Where I cant exist and you are free From the wild attack Days of shadows. You were everywhere At the dark you came and started a new era. Close the doors to prevent me Waves are roaring to take the shore Where it begins the storm? Drive me away from my land. Invasion of a forest evergreen. Tears and words, streams of pain Quake to whom all the castles fell. Sea is crying like a girl. Having paining shores. Depth of the sea and a colourless world. Timeless times. All the contrasts want to be each other. Entered without knocking door. And I painted black your land and sky. After silent, silent seasons you before me And I hered your words Behind you was the full moon fading And I know your silence. No power can force you to be lusty If you want a distance Make it for me. I am making black a fairy forest To a mine of coal to have some fire. Mad and selfish I cant let you go. North and south never be one If they attract each other again there come The poles, north and south. Drive me out from your land I am an evil force. Escape from me or do what you want to Like a shadow In my window Just I saw you Misty morning waiting for the Lusty seal of silence.I want to be your silence. I cant sleep in winter nights. I am wandering in a lightless town Rain from your sky of mind made the town wet How can I find my way? I don’t know why you are raining? You told: I cant bear your rays Always they touch my sense and soul. I covered me with clouds But you wiped it and said You are touching me without the rays Than you touch me with the rays. Knowing the sea of your eyes I cant exist where you are. Silent sky and milky way And the source of light. Everything goes in and nothing out. The black hole never let out the treasure From your mind.
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