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Love’s manna

I know I know

love’s manna

is trickling to the soul

I feel I feel

the hand that holds

steadying a wavering frame

I hear I hear

a song that starts

far in the depths of a soul

I believe I believe

life’s purpose will lead me to the truth

the joy of finding is not far, not now

not anymore

I trust I trust

her heavenly wisdom

the charted course my life has led

I hope I hope

the blue skies hold many more secrets of the heart

the passing clouds sings songs of endearment

the breeze that blows brings tender dreams

a bird that flew cooed a song just for my ears

So rejoice, rejoice

in the smiles that come

butterflies that dance

the winds that bellow

and a cat that meows

is yet the love of the universe.

So sit back and wait

and look out for the eyes that meet.

In the cosmic scheme of things

I too have my place.

മഞ്ഞ് തുള്ളിയും മനുഷ്യനും

മഞ്ഞ് തുള്ളിയാണൂ മനുഷ്യൻ
വികാരങ്ങളുടെ വിചിത്ര വിചാരങ്ങളുടെ
പിടിയിൽ അമർന്നു അലിഞ്ഞില്ലാതാവുന്ന
ഒരു ആത്മാവിന്റെ കഥയാണ് ഓരോ മനുഷ്യ
ജീവിതവും.

മണ്ണിൻതരിയാണ് ഓരോ മനുഷ്യ ജീവിതവും
കാലത്തിന്റെ അടിച്ചമർത്തലിൽ അരഞ്ഞു
പൊടി പൊടിയായി മണ്ണിലേക്ക് ചേരുന്ന
ഒരു പൊടി പടലമാണ് ഓരോ ജീവനും

നീലാകാശത്തിലെ പാറി നടക്കുന്ന മേഘമാണ്
ഓരോ മനുഷ്യ സ്വപ്നവും
ജീവ വായുവിന്റെ ഗതിയിൽ
വഴി മാറി സഞ്ചരിച്ചു
മഴവില്ലും മഴയും മഞ്ഞ് തുള്ളിയും
ആയി തീരുന്നു ഓരോ മനുഷ്യ ജീവിതവും

Songs of the heart

Lonely hearts sing the most

bleating painful tunes to skies above

as birds go chirping the heavens awake

but the songs of the heart wander about

searching for a house to home in

in the winters when the lakes freeze

the nights grow colder severe

the pains grow intense , so do the hurts

then the songs wake up and sing again

the hopes are the same

the tunes vary and the universe laughs it out

ain’t she seen it enough already!

Crossroads of living

How often have we met

at the crossroads of living

love, you have been always charging

against goals that seem to be shifting

the lamp posts have stood the test of time

so have I

standing still amidst the entrancing

dance of time

it is unusual then that we have never met

the sky has often send his directives

the sun has often glared and frowned

sent me into shelters for brief moments

but the heart, the heart

knowing how it is hopelessly lost in hope

looks around, it does, it does

faraway sirens scream, shuffling feet

muffled voices, silences that speak

here I look for love in the sunset

Quixotic Sun

Where does the Sun go

each day looking so bright

the clouds wondered

worried if he would ever set off too far

Where does he go indeed

asked the stars sitting pretty

we never see him enough

What does he do really

wondered the moon

the whole night when

I am holding the lamp for the world

The Sun was quixotic in his nod

dismissive in his shrug

and the large smile

that grew on his face

whoever needed to answer stupid questions?

I have come your way

Don’t ask me how many times

I have come your way

knocked on your door

peeped into through the windowsill

to see if you would lift your head

I have often sung my heart’s content

chosen words that I thought you would like

set them to harmony and let them out

in my not so soulful voice

just for you to hear

I have often picked a thought

loved it enough and let it grow

ripening it with care

and then sent it to the clouds

to reach to the corner of your heart

yet, friend I must say

they get lost, all my labour of love

in gusts of wind and storms of anger

in your rare indifference and your

happy carelessness, your obsession with self

my notes are trampled by your

single minded pursuit of your dreams

yet I send them in the hope of

a recipient somewhere in the universe

and the sky eggs me on eachday

being himself so vast and profound

he makes time to sit by and listen

and that gives me hope

a lot of hope and yes, a lot of love.

Busy sky

It’s sometime since the sky spoke

I ask of him his whereabouts

Being reluctant to speak

he mumbled

‘its in rains that I am most busy’

there is life to bloom

ponds to fill and pain to erase

I have to watch the raindrops

as sometimes she, the earth

is too fragile to hold my love

she never sheds a tear or lets out a murmur

her quickening breath or her sweating forehead

is my cue to hold, release and let go at times

besides, there are her children who look to me

in hope , despair sometimes in love or in prayer

I am here, there and everywhere

and its best that you walk to me

than I come to you

besides who knows what you can hold?’

He laughed loudly.

Dear sky

Dear sky

when was it that you chose to walk into my soul

clear a few dark clouds to park your sunshine

and decided to stay on causing bright smiles

to bloom on a face given to fantasies

peeping into eyes much given to daydreams

and sleepwalking in the mornings

what made you choose me

of all the beautiful lives around

so that tears and joys have since

divided a heart into equal portions

with some mischief and hope thrown in

that I wonder if I am floating by

or just living on

really!!!

yeah really so!!!

so much so that if death were to come by

without formalities of invitation or notice

I might just walk behind head stooped in newbride’s blush

meek and ready, take me, I am yours, I would sure tell him

yeah really

really so!!!

Psyched sky

‘So you thought

we have moved ahead, eh?

and we have conquered a few lifetimes

and that we have found new joys to keep’

‘look behind’ said the sky and I turned

‘they have been moving forth

its they who set out for new pastures

they have found new goals to chase

and their victory posts are moving

you and I’, he said gravely

‘have been standing here together

and the world has moved around us.’

I held my head trying to grasp this gospel truth

and was quite lost….quite!

By the sea of life

Walk the life

take the step

dream a bit

and look around

see the love

see the hate

write the stuff

and move ahead

in your dreams

the skies smile

the rainbows dance

blossoms bloom

so walk ahead

but stop a bit

hold a hand

turn around

tell a tale

hear them speak

touch them gentle

life speaks to you

the stories come singing

the truth of life

the pain of living

so hold a hand

touch a heart

walk a bit

and rest by the sea

when the waves dance to you

think your thoughts

cleanse your heart

and move ahead.

and move ahead.

Such be life

Such be living.