Pencil Shavings

Wednesday, August 13, 2003

Tamil poetry part 1
Where is my poem, the poem I had written and folded in my dreams?
Oh mother! Did it dissolve before my waking eyes?

Tamil poetry part 2
It only takes you a moment to say No.
To bear the hurt I will have to be born again and again and again
Oh! What will your answer be?
Is it fair to shut the windows against the sandal(wood) breeze?
Your eyes are silent.
Is that their answer to my love's question?
A second is enough, sweetheart, to declare my love.
To prove it will take a lifetime!

What kind of night receives no light even after sunrise? -
Your hair which smells of flowers.
Which part of the world stays bright even after darkness has fallen everywhere?
Your eyes in which the rays of the sun leap.
Beauties of the world let us get together and wash her feet.

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