Welcome 2011!

I feel terribly sad when each year leaves. I hate departures.
2011, I didn't  mind to welcome you, but now,  I find it hard to part you - we shared many stories.
I would certainly miss you, even when you didn't shower me any good fortune.
But, Each day you gave me hope.
You made me survive the tides.
You made me leap.
You made me go.
Now when you're minutes away to bid adieu, I'd like to plant a farewell kiss.
Mate, you gave me many moments. I will remember you.
No, I won't let you go. You're invited  to a private space where I breed memories.  Get in. Welcome.
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King size

[ Overheard a talk between two strangers somewhere.]

Person 1: [Irritated] ‘What do you know about Royalty? Living life King size?

Person 2: ‘Nothing much, hmm…, may have something to do with embellished palaces, red carpets, gold crowns or 'King size' foolishness beyond compare.’

Person 1: ‘Aargh!… filthy, do you guys come from clay? Man, it is all about blue blood! It is divinity, the pedigree of having an influential family way back from the days of your ancestors.’

Person 2: ‘Oh! Is that divinity making you a moron who sits and eats your grand dad’s sweat?’

Person 1: ‘How gross? Uncalled. Condescending. Do you know your family line? I can draw my family tree. Do you know the name of your great grandfather’s grand father? Simply can me.’

Person 2: ‘Yeah, even I can. My great grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather was an ape. His son’s son’s son’s son was a Monkey King who had an even bigger mighty friend; who single-handedly burnt an entire nation torching by his tail…’

Person 1: ‘Gosh! Leave it. Give me a cigar.’

Person 2: ‘King size?’
Both of them laugh.
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എന്റെ പ്രണയം .

അതിരുക്കള്‍ ഇല്ലാത്ത  ഇരുട്ടിനെ പ്രണയിച്ച   നക്ഴത്രവും, ഉന്മാദിയായ കാറ്റിനെ പ്രണയിച്ച മഴമെഘവും, മഞ്ഞിന്‍ കണത്തെ പ്രണയിച്ച പുല്‍തലപ്പും, ഒളപരപ്പിനെ പ്രണയിച്ച നിറനിലാവും,  ഇന്ധിവരത്തെ കൊതിച്ച എന്റെ പ്രണയം പോലെ  തന്നെയായിരുന്നു. അറിയാതെ അടുതു. ദിശ മാറി വീശി. അനുനിമിഷം അലിഞ്ഞുകൊണ്ടിരുന്നു. അടുകുന്നതിനു മുന്നേ അകന്നു. വിരിയുനതിനു മുന്‍പേ അടര്‍ത്തി...

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Bloody blue!

Blue entices me as a sky, seduces as an eye, and intrigues as a sea.  Blue has become my new keenness to live. I’m obsessed to blue. Blue are my sleepless nights, filthy dreams and vagabond desires. Blue is my impatience running through the veins. Blue filters my restlessness, helpless sighs and the hopes carried within. Love was a blue pearl which I lost as an ear-stud. Blue haunts me. Blue flogs me. Blue provokes me to live. Bloody blue!
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Dark Plight.

Dark clouds expand the sea towards the sky.

Rain intensifies the morbid dusk.

Shore is silent. Waves went meek.

I’m narrowed down to a lifeless mannequin,

staring to a lone boatman faraway in the sea.

I'd fallen to a deep dark plight.

[Silence]

I did travel to my old misty dreams where – I was not alone,

Where I’d a shoulder to lean back, a countenance to fix my glue,

a smile to hold dear,

a happiness to be with, and;

sweetness of a wet lip that ignited a fire to live my all hopes.

When I turn back –

I miss my liveliness to be cheerful.

I miss a path which always had taken me to an unforced grin.

I miss a spring where two hearts pounded to be the same.

I miss a season of oneness.

[Silence]

Sea turned dark.

Sky turned dark.

Road back home turned dark.

I closed my eyes, I turned my vision dark.
I want to sleep with a deeper dark plight.
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I want my surprise to shine.

How long should I be impatient?

Plain pain is seeping through;

Emotions are waiting to be exploded,

Nightmares have to be hand-cuffed,

Expectations have to be plucked away.

In the dream,

Yellow-black snake turned into a dragon-fly; and it flew into my eyes.

Hush puppies harmlessly bit my ankle.

I slept with a lady in a puffy red gown – I kissed her breast;

When I touched her hips, I saw the world revolve.

Nervousness is killing my nights,

Silence is eating my thoughts,

I’m being tied to my shoes buried deep down in the mud.

I want my surprise to shine; somewhere in (my) pale blank sky.

Help. Someone please, uproot me. Throw away.

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മുടി ടെന്‍ഷന്‍!

മുടിയില്ലാതവന് മുടിയില്ലാത്തതിന്റെ ടെന്‍ഷന്‍,

മുടിയുള്ളവന് മുടി കൊഴിയുന്നതിന്റെ ടെന്‍ഷന്‍,

മുടി കൊഴിയാതവന് മുടി നരക്കുന്നതിന്റെ ടെന്‍ഷന്‍! 

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