ഇടക്കുന്നി അമ്മ

ഇടക്കുന്നി അമ്മ


ഇടതടവില്ലാതെ അനുഗ്രഹം ചൊരിയും
ഇടക്കുന്നി വാഴും അമ്മേ മഹേശ്വരി
ഇടയ്ക്ക തൻ തുടി കേട്ടുണരുന്ന ദേവീ
ഇടക്കെങ്കിലും എന്നെ ഓർക്കേണമമ്മേ

കിഴക്കുള്ള കുളത്തിൽ പഴയതെല്ലാം
അഴലും കോപവും കാമവും മോഹവും
അഴിയാ ബന്ധങളഴിച്ചുവെച്ചിന്നൊരു
വഴി തേടി നിൻ മുന്നിലെത്തി നിൽപ്പൂ

പഞ്ചാരി തൻ പഞ്ചാമൃതം നുകർന്ന്
അഞ്ചാനപ്പുറത്തെഴുന്ന്ള്ളുമമ്മേ ഭഗവതി
സഞ്ചിത പാപങ്ങളൊക്കെ ഹനിക്കണം
പഞ്ചപാപങ്ങളെൻ വഴി തീണ്ടാതിരിക്കണം

സർവാഭീഷ്ടപ്രദായിനീ രാജരാജേശ്വരീ
സർവവും നിന്നിൽ സമർപ്പിക്കുന്നു ഞാൻ
സന്തതമെന്നെ നീ കാത്തുകൊള്ളീടണം
സർവശക്തിയും ചേരും അമ്മേ നാരായണ.

Friendly letter

Been waiting for a moment
Of tranquil peace
To pen a letter to you ,my pal
Since our time started

To tell with joy ,to share and to
Cry without sharing,I kept all those
Memories   in the crevices of my mind
So I can tell you all one day

And I know too that
You enjoy the things that I say


When I see,when I read
Anything and everything
Want to share all those
With you,my friend

When mind reads those golden moments
That we spent talking and knowing each other
I miss you more than ever

Wanted to write a few lines to you
Daily I struggle with words
What excuse shall I use to write
Even if you are before me every moment

Now I realize in a flash
What reason do I need to write to you
Other than the truth that
You are my best friend!

Translated from Tamil original by Srinivasa Raghavan

An Indian Summer

The air is thick with the smell of sweat
Hot winds blow your mind away
You miss the memories of showers of love
Then you realise with a start ,it's an Indian summer

The green acres that covered my morning's walk
Dry and parched as if roasted in hell
The sweet nothings that rain whispered in my ear
Are all silent as if doomsday is near

The green shoot of hope that I lovingly reared
Down to its last leaf as to mock my years
Withered,dry and lifeless lies life
Waiting needlessly for the errant gardener.

In the dusty streets of the cities and towns
Sun is in pursuit of all that's not hidden from sight
To remind us of the endless fury of hurt love
Scorching minds and souls alike with little mercy

Miles and miles of drudgery for a drop of water
The mirage of life that urges you yonder
The long trudge of life is devoid of any green
Then I wake up to the fact that it's a lonely Indian summer.

The Missed Call

The Missed Call

In the hazy dawn that greets you in winter
I see a missed call from a dear friend
One that tried to wake me up at three
Have I missed a call or missed a cry ?

Through the window I see our past
The long talks ,the long waits ,the pleasure
Of knowing without looking
That it was you at the other end of my cell

It was not mine to take the call you took
Of putting in your life with a love you chose
Friends we parted did we not ?
Even when you didn't call on me forever

And yes the call you made last summer
When your cries muffled the phone
With violent violations of your soul and mind
The darkness of it all snuffing out the day

But what to say my dear friend of a life
When darkness descends on your life
I stand helpless as an estranged soul
But remember this will pass soon

You will rise from the ashes of bad memories
And the future will bring not a flower but a spring
So get going ,I am there with you all the way
Whether we talk or not over a piece of cord.