SIGNATURE

And we walked abreast Through the moonlit ways Drenched by the monsoon showers Walked past fields, lakes and meadows And when we arrived at the threshold of hypnopompia You faded slowly Yet your chattering was reverberating in my ears

Still you are here even when you are there And my heart chimes when nostalgia pervades Like a melody that evokes soothing emotions and reminiscences Of a shared past In which we were drenched in the passionate current of love Ah! Bliss rests in reminiscences

Let me give you a letter filled with my silence To communicate my reticent desires And read it when you are alone If you find yourself in the midst of the eloquent deafening silence, Then you know how to read me If you find yourself in the midst of stillness, Then I have to remember to forget you always

Yesterday night I saw a pellucid dream Of a place I have never dreamt of Vales, woods, savannahs and stream All welcomed me with a gaiety laugh Chirping birds, water dashes and light showers Poured honey into my ears Verdant woods and all-hued flowers Filled my eyes with joyful tears Bees, butterflies and birds beckoned me To ingest the nature’s bounty Trees were bathed in the vernal showers with exhilarating glee Bulbuls were on their hasty flight to an another county In that mystic dream I couldn't separate myself from the nature I felt like I had roots that connect all Just then I realized nature’s stature It embraces everything to become a connected whole

Once there lived Lions and Dogs Lions were lots in number And Dogs lesser Lions were magnificent and ferocious They roared often Dogs bewildered by this And they bowed before the Lions In awe One day Lions began to bark And Dogs began to roar Dogs became pompous Lions withdrew themselves Then the Dogs began to reign the realm And Lions bowed before Dogs in awe They oppressed suppressed repressed the Lions After a long time Lions regained their roaring And Dogs began to bark But Lions suffered from memory loss They forgot all the misdeeds that The Dogs had done on them Again that happened Lions bark, Dogs roar Again Dogs suppressed Lions Still once in five years Lions get back their roaring But for a short while Then Dogs become Dogs and Lions become Lions History repeats…

Roses are common but golden shower flowers are rare And rarest in this time of monsoon showers Like you Yet again I am with a bunch of hard earned inflorescences Standing in front of you embraced by the rain Not to score some brownie points with you, But it’s my earnest offering. You loved those most, the flower and the shower. I have in my mind some good old pictures, Pictures of your cute frowned face. Tenacious you were then, Quarreled over the petty issues. Romantic roses never fascinated you And always discarded it when I gave You were charmed by the saintly golden shower flowers And you wanted me to fetch it for you I would give you roses instead Just to irate you Just to hear your frivolous complaints. All are my priceless memories, and Often I take a stroll down memory lane. Now again in this pouring shower, I came to see you With your favorite flower Alas! You are blind to all these, You are deaf to all these No more smiles, ...

The loneliness is pricking me as I sit On the single seat in the second class Of the passenger train The buzzing sounds do not break my solitude And here I’m alone in this crowd The train whistled Neither the whistling nor the buzzing quenched My alienation The train covered unknown cities and villages And it goes to my homeland A journey from unknown to known! Mind is darting At last crossed Palakkad and still running A river can be seen soon after The train has left the station Which is none other than the Nostalgic river Nila The Nile of Kerala! At last I have found solace from this solitude Nila, You will always be there in my Good old memories You like the train travelers Traveling to your destination Now I can see the silence,sluggishness and Lack of life Once You were the embodiment of Life and invigoration Joy and mirth Full of water and sands All faded away in the sands of time And became a mere vein of water Still...