Enticing Evening.

There, the fascinating evening, for whom ?

For the love intoxicated two here.

If we wait for its coming tomorrow,

We will be wasting a day.

Hundreds of honeyed flowers,

requesting to dance,

The dangling mangoes 

inviting to drink the juice,

Flooding perennial river

advising for the union,

If with kind heart one offers

who will refuse ?

It is pleasure of love

To demand and take,

It is lovers' duty

to offer when demanded,

The happiness

is the right for both.

Whoever asks it is

the glory for the youth.

lalalala lalalala lalalala

lalalala lalalala lalalala ...

Ahah ahah ahah........

ohoh ohoh ohoh.......uhuh uhm...

Wink of a Blue Flower.

Live long your good and kind heart,

Let the world shower the praise on you.

Like the melodious song,

Like the showers of rain,

Live forever with all glory. 

In this world, desires wither 

like the petals of colorful flower.

Only the decision of the Divine

end in union.

With every aspect matching,

happy you are the suitable match.

If I am a poet, recite million songs

in praise of you.

In quality and softness

Your heart is like the lotus.

Oh, my lady !

You are the grammar

and definition of womanhood.

You are the decorated Goddess 

of the temple in the house.

May the god bless you

all happiness in your long life. 

For a wedlock,

the requirement is a woman.

For the union with a lady like you,

the requirement is good luck.

Life with goodness and glory,

is full of happiness.

You possess all the qualities,

And I wish you long and happy life.

Live long your good and kind heart,

Let the world shower the praise on you.

Like the melodious song,

Like the showers of rain,

Live forever with all glory. 

*****

The Graveyard.

Samarasam ulavum idame,
nam vaazvil kaanaa,

It is the place where exists equality,
Peace and tranquility, 
Which we have not seen 
in our life time.

jaathiyil melor endrum,
thaaznthavar theeyor endrum bethamillathu,

ellorum mudivil serndhidum kaadu,


Higher or lower in caste
Good or bad people to state
No, here no discrimination 
in its ultimate culmination.
For all it is the ultimate destination.

thollai indriye thoongidum veedu,

ulaginile ithuthaan,

Nam vaazhvil kaanaa,

Samarasam ulavum idame,

This is the house,
where all sleep without 
any trouble or worries!
And,
It is the place in the whole world
where exists equality
Peace and tranquility 
Which we have not seen 
in our life time. 

aandi yenge, arasanum yenge, 
aringyan yenge , asadanum yenge,

aavi ponapin kooduvaar inge,

agaiyinal idhu dhan,

Where is the beggar ?

Where is the King ?

Where is the intellectual ?

Where is the illiterate ?

once the soul leaves, 
All gather here,

hence this is the place 
where exists equality 
peace and tranquility,
Which we have not seen
in our life time. 

sevai seiyum thyaagi , shringaara bhogi,

eesan porpadhan thannai naadidum yogi,

yellorum inge ondraay uranguvadhinaale,
unmaiyil idu dhan
Samarasam ulavum idame
Nam vaazhvil kaanaa

the  person in service and sacrifices, 
the person who enjoys all the worldly pleasures, 
the saint who desires the golden feet of God,
As all sleep here together,
Truly and in reality
This is the place of equality,
peace and tranquility, 
Which we not seen
in our life time.
*****

Cradle, cot, ghat and what ?

aadiya aatam enna,

pesiya vaarthai enna,

thediya selvamenna,

thirandathor sutramenna,

kooduvittu aavi ponaal,

koodave varuvadhenna..?

When alive...,
what are all the games you played ,

what are all the words you uttered,

How much wealth you accumulated,

how many people surrounded you,

once your soul leaves your body ,

what is that is going to come with you? 

veedu varai uravu,

veedhi varai manaivi,

kaadu varai pillai,

kadaisi varai yaro,

When dead....,
relatives come till the house ,

 wife comes till the street,
 son comes till the graveyard,

Who is going to come till that end?

aadum varai aatam,

ayirathil naatam,

koodivarum kootam,

kollivarai varuma,

The game lasts till you play,

your desire for many and more,

Will the gathered crowd

come to the funeral pyre?

thottilukku annai,

kattilukku kanni,

pattinikku theeni,

kettapinbu nyaani,

For the cradle, mother

fort the cot, the lady

for the hunger, food

After the complete loss, a sage

sendravanai kettal

vandhuvidu enbaan,

vandhavanai ketaal,

sendruvidu enbaan,

ask a person who has left 

He will ask you to go with him,

ask a person who has come

He will ask you to go back.

vittuvidum aavi,

pattuvidum meni,

suttuvidum nerupu,

sooniyathil nilaipu.

soul will leave, 

your body will perish,

And the fire will burn,

Ultimately focuses on Zero.

***** 

Silky Sulking with Blue

Oh, Shyamal Krishna !
I know all your mischievous thoughts,
Oh, Krishna don't hold my hand,
Oh, my my sweetheart Krishna,
Don't hold my hand,
Let me go.

I'm a lone lady
Is it correct to trouble me ?
Am I, in anyway, related to you ?
Do you think that I am only your Radha ?
With your repeated piercing gaze
Is it right  for you
To play the mischievous game ?
If you still stand and play mischief,
I have to openly mock you.
Oh beautiful Krishna,
I know all your mischievous thoughts.
Don't hold my hand !
And let me go.

Leave my hand,
And let me go.
and return the way you came.
Your actions are not correct.
Oh, the thief of my heart !
If you don't stop your pranks
I will call all inform publicly 
And they will talk ill of you,
The way they desire,
calling you a bad boy.

Young lady, I am
Don' trouble my heart.
Oh, beautiful Krishna,
Oh, Shyamal Krishna
Don't hold my hand,
I know all your mischievous thoughts
Don't hold my hand,
Let me go.

*****

Happy Deepavali

Love: Reality:in reel

with love and love
I was waiting and waiting
In the breeze I heard only your song.
you laughed, I learnt the music;
you walked, I learnt the direction.

Fell in the ocean of love,
Even after reaching the shore
I was floating.
Your movement made me to move,
Beautifully, I lost myself.

I was not believing the truth
in the stories of angel,
After seeing you
I believe it is the truth
and don't deny.

The day, I met you 
Like halo, it is revolving inside,
The words I spoke with you
In my life it is resonating.

You made me talk with the sea
and made the pendulum of the clock oscillate
made me to drench in the rain
and enjoy sun shine.

you moved, my love! I moved
Oh! beautifully I lost myself.
You laughed, I learnt the music
Oh! beautifully I lost myself.
*
Beautiful Deepavali Bonus:

Dance: Divinity a seal

Happy & Sweet Deepavali
*****

Mahabalipuram

Why have you forgotten me?

Oh, the cool breeze!

Go and inform him my condition.

The relationship grown in the wind

Goes with the wind;
My lord,

The love blooming in the eyes

Turns into a music.

Why have you forgotten me?
Oh, the cool breeze!
Go and inform him my condition.

To make the indelible love eternal,
Have you created the immortal statues ?
Without touching and opening 
the door to the union
of the innocent lady,
Where have you gone ?

The image in the memory
Turning into shadow 
whether the day of your rule of my heart
will it not come ?

Though you are the ruler of the land
Whether the day to rule your heart, 
Is it not possible for me ?

At least  by seeing you,
Will it not quench my desire?
Hearing you talk,
Will it not bloom in my heart?

Why have you forgotten me ?
Oh, the cool breeze !
Go and inform him my condition.

Growing the non-growing,
And continuing the non-continuing relationship,
you went away letting me to live.
Thus ending the non-ending 
deeds like snowy dream.

The waves playing on the shore
will they not recite in praise of our love ?
My heart full of love
will it search and reach you for ever ?

Why have you forgotten me ?
Oh, the cool breeze !
Go and inform my condition to him.

*****

Lamps of Your Eyes.

JALTE HAIN JISKE LIYE

Burning for which

 The lamps of your eyes,

I have searched and brought 
The same song for you.

Turning into a pain 
It remained in my heart, 
And didn't go away.
Turning into a magic 
it stopped in your eyes, 

And didn't go far.
I have brought that song 
for you today.

Keep it in your heart, 

Let it not slip from your hands;
My song is more fragile than glass, 

don't let it break.
I will keep humming the song for you..

Until it meets your lips full of nectar
It will keep wandering 
under your hairlocks
I will go on singing the song for you.

*****

Angel of the Lord.

Angel of the Lord
In the cool early morning,
The temple bells ringing 
and telling that 
he is her lord....
lord.......lord........lord.

The colorful birds chirping
and saying that 
she is his angel....
angel .......angel........angel. 


In the flowing breeze,
the blooming tall trees 
with love rubbing the branches
and confirming that he is 
her lord......lord.......lord.
and that she is 
his angel......angel......angel..

In the moon-lit evening
soon he came;
without the knowledge of anybody
he filled the parting of her hair 
with sintoor,
garlanded her;
and  she in his embrace,
her heart with love to race.
Happiness overwhelming
sadness leaving the trace.

In the temple of love
and in his lap
the angel united with her lord.
Her lord and His angel
Happy union of the soul.

End of her long run
the river had to cover,
branching, joining and flowing
through hills and valley. 
Embracing her,
Rough sea turning calm,
and mating her
drop with drop
article with article
particle by particle
with blue sky above as attire
quenching their mutual desire.


Later, tired low tide
slowly gliding on the shore,
Drifting cloud,
Smiling silvery moon.
There .....,
The angel with her lord  !
*****