Some Gulmohar Thoughts
Is it the intensity of separation which gives – Deep blood red colour to gulmohar flowers? When monsoon rain arrives Gulmohars start saying good bye Witnessing how many separations!! Infinite When the flowers get...
Is it the intensity of separation which gives – Deep blood red colour to gulmohar flowers? When monsoon rain arrives Gulmohars start saying good bye Witnessing how many separations!! Infinite When the flowers get...
In the corridors of deep memory Flashing through the thick mist of past Are deep storms roaring And shadows of invisible throbs fading up; Cracking thoughts calling back Making great waves of wounds And...
In the corridor of past Now beats a flower fallen long back💓 Its condensed misty drops Are dropping as chilled tears Dissolving heavy heart & its unsolved puzzles. In one of those lonely steps...
“My glowing lamp has reached its nightfall🪔🪔 Oil exhausted, flame gone🔥🔥 And your memories have begun to smoke Suffocating me with its pungent smell😶” “I am a burning lamp Whose glow has reached its...
I can accept sufferings if they belong to me only, But can’t if I am responsible for pain of someone else “I want to take a deep sleep To return to a world...
These quotes originally belong to my translations of my Malayalam novel titled – Mattoru Meerayaay, which literally means ……. As Another Meera . Read first part here, second part here, and third part here...
Those sad verses which wake up in my lines Those depressed footprints which fill my shadows Those footfalls of separation which tuned my memories Those teardrops which condensed in heart as pearls Those lamps...
“I am a part of you And you, a part of me💕💕💫🌈🦋” “I want no one to understand me . . . Except you❣️❣️” “The moment till I set it free without...
Springs are many which touched and passed me One of those stories Reminds me about a spring Which gasped in front of me for a moment, And then passed by. Autumns deeply rooted are...
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