Author Archives: Sanal Kumar

Nostalgia

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At times, my memory foot
Just slip down into deep pool of nostalgia.
I become drenched and chilled in it
By sweet and sad moments of my life past
And present
Remebering of the people I love, still loving
Remembering of the place I visited, still visiting
Of every object I liked, still liking
But then appears before me suddenly
The hard rock of reality.

You

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Oh! My gracious lady,
You are the sweetest flower
In the grove of my heart.

Tell me with what magical power you attract me?
Is it with your comeliness, or
Some other power.
You fill all my life with full of fragrance,
Without you can I think of another life.

To praise your features
Those starry eyes of you I would always looking at,
Those rosy lips of yours
I would always be kissing.
Beside your sweet voice
Like a sweet music
Fill my heart with full of ecstasy
My life is futile
Without you.

I wait for you
Like that parched earth
Waiting for the touch of first rain drops,
I wait for you like that black night wait the arrival of full moon
I wait for you
Come soon
Because, my life is Sunless with you.

You

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You had been just an ordinary flower
In an ordinary garden like ours
You growing there
Yet graceful more
Until you being plucked by that soft myterious wind
To be replanted in that glitzy garden of ours above
You glowing there
Yet shining more

The bell

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The bell rang not once,
But several times
And it was the moment
She was waiting for.
She drew herself up
to her future.
She stood a while
for she wanted to feel
That once in a while magnetic
Life force vibrating in her soul
And then released the words from the imprisonment
Of her mouth
And whispered slowly
“Yes, I am”

My heart

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My heart lay like a wasteland,
You came
Saw
And raised a city of aspirations
And skyscrapers of my dreams.
We built together
The twin towers of our comradeship.
Resembling those in eastern shores
Shining proudly in the
Glowing light of the day,
In the shadows of moonlight.

Singer

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When you sing,
I see the smile of stars in
Your face.

When you dance,
It reminds me of those dancing waves.

When you stand at the stage,
I see the fire of passion
In your place.

War

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In a dream I saw
In the midst of war.
Running for my life
Death hands at my back.
Over the hills
Through the tunnels
I ran,
No place to hide.
My escape became inevitable.
Dream broken,
I sat on my bed,
Still reverberating in consciousness
The sheer terror of war.

Death Fear

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In a dream
I saw a man standing
On the scaffold.
Waiting to be hanged.
There was an uncanny atmosphere around.
But I saw in him
No trace of fear
Absolute courage
I pitied him anyway
For whatever crime he had done.
I prayed for his escape.
Saxon comes
And covers his face with black cloths
And moves away
To take off the lever
And I sat motionless
There he takes off the lever.
But the rope is broken
He falls to the ground safely
In his face I saw a smile
So taunting!

Life is.. .

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Life is like a train,
Meandering easily through
Green fields and deserted lands,
Piercing swiftly through hard rock
Cut tunnels,
Softly flying across
That deep waters
Through the blazing sun,
Through the unceasing rain
Life like a train
Run its course day after day.

Truth

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Thank you,
I liked this very much,
Then you put a question mark
Down there,
And you went away
Which made me to search
For answers everywhere,
But in vain,
Only you can let me know,
Like that elusive truth
It makes my every attempt in vain.