My birds migrated to fairy lands
With feathers of friendship
And hearts with love.
My moon fades away
With coldness of solace.
My sun is yet to be risen
With hopes and aspirations.
My land cracked....
My feet lost its mooring.
Yet I fill my soul and body
Yet I fill my psyche and spirit
With the balm of Nature
With the love of Dreams
With the blood of Heart.
With feathers of friendship
And hearts with love.
My moon fades away
With coldness of solace.
My sun is yet to be risen
With hopes and aspirations.
My land cracked....
My feet lost its mooring.
Yet I fill my soul and body
Yet I fill my psyche and spirit
With the balm of Nature
With the love of Dreams
With the blood of Heart.
നന്നായിട്ടുണ്ട്. മലയാളത്തില് കൂടി എഴുതാന് ശ്രമിച്ചു കൂടെ. കൂടുതല് ആസ്വദിക്കാന് കഴിയുന്നത് അതല്ലെ. എല്ലാവിധ ആശംസകളും
ReplyDeletesorry friend....only today i saw your comment. so happy to hear a word from one person. I used to write in malayalam...but the problem is that my pc lacks malayalam fond now. that is why i am not publishing poems in malayalam. I expect your precious comments hereafter also and want to know more about you in person. once again my heartfelt thanks in reading me.
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