Wednesday, 9 June 2010

Closure















Part I
Dreamy even while I'm awake
Eyes shut tight with unrequited sleep
But yet restless & insomniac
The whirlwind in my head
Moves south.
Heart break city
Heart ache city
Lost!
Like I promised I'd be
And then it rains.

Part II
All I had to do
Is turn around
Look at your sleeping face
While I stayed awake
Nursing my aching heart
With all that love
Love from yore
Love today
And it rains
While I silently drift
Into slumber.

Part III
We pass through
Places we held hands
We said goodbyes
We touched
Because there was
Nothing more we could do
No words could express
What you and I felt.
Every place
Was marked by memories of you
Every memory of this city
Is marked by you.

Saturday, 17 April 2010

Chronicles of Two ~ I





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Once again they set off
    Jumping walls
  Sitting with their feet dangling
Into imaginery waters.
   Wet toes,
Longing hearts
    Yearning for nothing less than the moon.

   What's between you and me
Is beyond us she said.
  They both agreed.
Holding hands
    Reaching out to the sky
   They dreamt of non-existent swings
While they rode to nether lands.

Like children       like lovers
  Like borne out of each other
Sharing bliss sharing sorrow
Sharing hurt sharing sweetmeats out of nowhere
   Wishing for nothing less than the moon
      They rode to nether lands.

Tuesday, 20 January 2009

അലച്ചില്

എനെറ്റ കൂടുകാരിയ്കു
ഇരുട്ടിെന േപടിയാണ്
ഇരുട്ടിയമുറിയില്
അവള്ക്കുറക്കമില്ല
ഉറങ്ങാത്ത മുറിയില്
നാം
ൈകോകറത്തു േമയ്കോറത്തു
പലരാത്രി കവിതചോല്ലി
കടംകഥകളായി ജീവിച്ചു
---
എനെറ്റ േസ്നഹിഎതയ്കു
ഉറക്കമില്ല
െവയില്െവളിച്ചം നിറഞ്ഞ മുറിയില്
ഉച്ചയുറക്കത്തിന്േപരില്
ഞങ്ങള്
കളിച്ചും ചിരിച്ചും ചുംബിച്ചും
ദിവസങ്ങള് രാത്രികള് വറ്ഷങ്ങള് കഴിഞ്ഞു
---
ഇന്ന
ഈ ഉറക്കമില്ലാത്ത
വറ്ഷങ്ങളിെലഉറക്കം േതടി
ഞാന് അലയുന്നു

Monday, 8 December 2008

Afterday

G: Dear...
A: My legs ache, I feel old
N: Me? I'm tired!
G: When do we meet?
A: Let's roll.
N: I hate to lose control.
G: I think I'm floating
A: The Earth revolves beneath you
N: I can't swallow.

G: I have to go.
A: Stay.
N: Stay.
G: Something's wrong...
A: Let them deal with it.
N: Grunt!

G: Where are we going?
A: Up the road?
N: Down the road?
G: A church?I'm sitting here.
A: I'm across.
N: Child welfare?
G: There comes another.
A: 100?
N: Lets go!

G: To the fair?
A: To the station?
N: Wherever you take me.
G: Let's sing
A: Nursery rhymes?
N: Something else.
G: Ice cream
A: Ice cream
N: Ice cream
G: Chocolate
A: Chocolate
N: Chocolate

G: Butterscotch
A: hmmmmmm...
N: Hot chocolate
G: I miss him
A: I miss him
N: I miss myself
G: So you are going to again?
A: You look beautiful
N: Yes. 2 years. I feel wonderful.

G: I'm not going.
A: I'll join you.
N: I'm happy.

Monday, 17 November 2008

I Chose

So I'm stuck with this aloneness

Well it was a choice
But what are really
The choices we make
The choices that are choiceless?

This is not even about me
This has never been.

It is always been about your grief
How long could I survive that?
What about me?

Does it matter?
After all it's my choice, right.

I can feel the tears swell
They don't seem to find
A way out though

They surge and they recede
Like the moon-teased tides
The tears though
Never hit the shore.

I'm beyond any comprehension
Of my own feelings

If you find me strewn around
Believe me
There won't be any
Emotions in them.
It's a choice I made.

Thursday, 5 June 2008

Rubbish!

I'm told
Im halways in a urry
To say what I ave to say
I do typos while i pseak
I mix letters brack and foth
and call myself a spoonerist
I spoon'em words
And twist'em up
I tick my bookets and
And read Kelly and Sheets
I say bains
For beans and baingan.
What's for dinner donight?!
Senseless sense I sense in me
Sometimes nonsense
It's todally me!
I write here this
To entertain myself!
Such boredness life has become!
ha!

Wednesday, 4 June 2008

Life Lines

If I take a look from top
It all looks like a movie
A bloody quagmire to me
Just lines connecting
From here to there
To somewhere else
Back here again
And then away elsewhere!
A complete racous!
And you and I
Are the queens and kings
Of racous making
How madly incestous
Always ready to our give hearts away
Always
What will we do!
Nothing
Be like this always!

By NAM (Nocturnal Artists' Movement)
Outcome of a frustrated and self realisation chat between Junuka and Me. Talk about verbal harmony!