Wednesday, 20 April 2011


ശബ്ദങ്ങള്‍ മൂളലുകള്‍  മാത്രമായ് പരിണമിച്ചത്‌

വാക്കുകള്‍ക്കു പ്രസക്തി നഷ്ടമായത്

സംഭാഷണങ്ങള്‍ ഒഴുകി അകന്നത്

ഒടുവില്‍ ശ്വാസം നിലച്ചത്

ഇരുട്ടില്‍ നിഴല്‍ മറനീക്കിയത്

നിശ്വാസങ്ങള്‍ ചേര്‍ന്ന് കാറ്റ് ഉണ്ടാവുന്നത്

ഒക്കെയും ഒക്കെയും

ആത്മാവിനു ശാന്തി പകരുവാനാണ്

Monday, 4 April 2011

ചിന്തകള്‍ ഭാഷക്കതീതമല്ലേ......? ഇതാ ............


the strings of life were held so tight and sky lay vast ,
solely to be stared at all that came out was the cries so high pitched 
and the musicians absorbed them to their own credits.

'twas useless trying silence..
being used to modulations,

even the moans formed melancholy notes..

composing a totally different song.

'seemed , had nothing to do with my heartbeats 
and much choked breaths chained to my thoughts... 
but the dreams were as real as dreams 
the smiles were never to wither

the final slice of tears..the first bite of love 
tiny feets tapped to the tunes that prevailed, 
despite the pain held in the core of their existances.. 
hundreds of lips breaking into smiles 
and realisation- life was not to be in vain...

'twas for musician to play...

there is nothing that/like "nobody knows"

its always the music of life that keeps u going ..

the music that springs from the depths

of all sufferings that you fail to encounter ..

It kisses your ears so tenderly and fades away

in search of others' far far away..

reverebating from every spec of forms you survey around...