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Life , the real

Jerk her on to a romantic chasm

Frequently visited by all lucifers

They enchanted her

To the proclivity of disappointment

With a penchant for suicide.

When she reached

At the rim of death

A purveyor, advanced towards her

And lighted a lamp

Upon her darkness

Upon the agony of her heart.

That divinity ,named hope

Splashed a new Ray of optimism

On her and give a hand to her

He proferred a shower of love

As a magical rosy on her

By detaching nihilism in her .

Hope , the utopian king

Who provides life for many

Give a new life to her

Vanished pessimism in her

Weaved a smile on her face

Put an end to that hee-haw.

Hope – the prima Donna

Spread light to every darkness

With storge , love and compassion

He is the Lord of helpless people

Whenever the light disappears

He arrives with a pharos of light.

He is the foundation

Upon which all human live

They called him hope

She called him rely of life

I too found it, not as him, but as her

And want to call her shaiha .

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Akshaya Thulasi

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( This is a poem written , as per the request from shaiha razak 😍 , one of my followers , she wants me to write an optimistic poem on Hope , but I don’t know whether this poem is pessimistic or optimistic ? It is really hard for me to write an optimistic poem. Dear readers , please endure , if this poem is boring .)

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Good morning

Through my windows,

That virgin sun rays

Fall upon me ,

Like a shower of love

And said Good Morning.

 

Through my half sleepy eyes,

I gaped , upon the sun

He goggles at me ,

Guffawed at me

Then wish me , Good morning.

 

Through a miraculous voice

He ardently murmured

wake up this day

Wake up , wake up…my sweety

Please take my Good morning.

 

Through a benign touch

He admonished me to

Forget the pain of yesterday

Enjoy the joy of today

And said Good morning.

 

Through the Sunbeam hug

He said , from today to tomorrow

Now and forever

I will There for you

With a sweet Good morning.

 

Through that cold breeze ,

He requested me to

Have the honor and the privilege

To call me his wife and to wish

Everyday Good morning .

 

Through a melodious song

He sang ,

Wants to be my favourite hello

And hardest goodbye

Also , dearest Good morning.

 

Through the alarm clock ,

I realize that ,it was a dream

an improbable dream

Then I wake up with usual sadface

Wished myself a Good morning .

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Akshaya Thulasi

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God’s worst creation

I wonder ,

For what he created

Such a waste fellow.

He played ,

Many cut – throat game

With her feelings.

 

He gave her,

Little heart and assigned many

For breaking it

He spread ,

Warmness & love to everyone

But , he engulfed her

Like a flame.

 

He drenched ,

In her tear with great joy

I think ,

This Akshaya Thulasi

Is a timepass for him.

Is a wag for him

She beg , for a single mirthful day .

 

His favourite visual image

Is her teary eyes

And favourite aural image

Is the sound of her broken heart

He always covet for

Seeing her as broken angel

Not as jolly angel .

 

He showered ,

his blessings upon

each & everything in this universe

But excluded ,

Herself for no reason

Why ?…Why ? She doesn’t know..

I don’t know…..Nobody knows..

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Akshaya Thulasi

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I loved painting and drawing for many reasons. One of them was that all it really required was me, a pencil and a pad. It was something I was passionate about, and still am.

– Danny Huston

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Akshaya Thulasi

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I am profoundly grateful to all wordpress members , who follows me .Today , I got 1000 likes , which is more than what I deserve.

This is really awesome for me . I had created my page on July 2 , 2018 , doing my simple write-ups , poems & artworks. I’m really happy because you all accepted it and encouraged myself for more & more literary products.

Your support and feedbacks are greatest reward for me……..I’ll try my best to keep writing good contents…… keep reading my blog post….. don’t forget to share your lovely feedbacks like you always do .

Now at this moment I want to express my gratitude towards some special people , from the bottom of my heart .

• Unni Babu http://blog.unnibabu.com
• Thought for change https://thinkingclearly483645316.wordpress.com
• Shaiha Razak http://www.shaihanasseerarazak.wordpress.com
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• Sakshi https://irefusetogiveup.wordpress.com
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• Ajinlal k https://ajinkblog.wordpress.com
• Garemasam07 https://unitedpublisher2.wordpress.com
• Akshay Kumar das https://melodiesphysics.wordpress.com

Once more you are the best / Thank you very much.

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Love you all…. Stay blessed 💙💙💙

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Hey ! I’m Red Red Rose

They love me , me too

They want to clasp me in her hands

Then I hate them.

 

But one day she came

With her mild hand & beating heart

Then she touched me

Then I heard her heart beats.

 

I peer into her eyes

Shining like diamond

No tears , but only love for him

Even her heart beats his name.

 

I wonder , what a love !

What a girl ! What an eyes !

Oh ! that heart beats !

I devised myself to that divine love.

 

I beg her to take me

As a gift for her beloved

she blinked , blinked for a minute

With great surprise.

 

Then she plucked me

with her mild hands

By chanting something

Within her heart .

 

I enjoyed it , loved it

For the first time

I sojourn with snug

Within her hands .

 

Suddenly , spot a variation

In her heartbeat

An alluring in her eyes

Vibration on her hands.

 

I saw him , her own sweetheart

Through her shining eyes

Her heartbeats proportionally

Increased as he come nearer to us.

 

I wonder , what a divine love

With her beating heart ,

She gifted me to him

I felt so blessed.

 

Now me too

This red red rose

Is a part of true and pure love

Not bounded with any boundaries.

 

That pretty girl immortalised

My mortal soul with her divine love

This Rose is so much thankful to her

May their love last forever and ever .

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Akshaya Thulasi

 

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പിടയുന്ന ഹൃദയത്തിൻ നോവുകൾ

മഞ്ഞുതുള്ളിയായി അലിയിച്ചു കളയുന്ന

പുഞ്ചിരി ശലഭങ്ങളീ സൗഹൃദം.

മിഴികൾ തളരുന്ന നേരത്തു

മിഴിക്കുള്ളിൽ വർണ്ണങ്ങൾ തൂകുന്ന

മധുപാത്രമീ സൗഹൃദം.

 

പലധിക്കിൽ നിന്ന് വന്നു ഹൃദയത്തിൻ

തേൻ നുകരുന്ന പുണ്യമീ സൗഹൃദം

ഇവിടേയ്ക്ക് പോയാലും

കുടെ നടക്കുന്ന സൗഹൃദം.

കാറ്റായി മഴയായി വെയിലായി

തുണയായി താങ്ങായീ സൗഹൃദം.

 

എന്നിൽ പൂത്ത വസന്തമീ സൗഹൃദം

പുതുജന്മം നൽക്കുമീ സൗഹൃദം

ഒരു മൃതസഞ്ജീവനിയായി എന്നിൽ

കുളിരായി കനവായി പുഞ്ചിരിയായി

എന്റെ ലോകം വർണ്ണാഭാമാക്കും

ശലഭങ്ങളീ സൗഹൃദം .

 

ദുഃഖമില്ലീ കൂടിൽ മിഴിനീരില്ലി മെട്ടിൽ

പുഞ്ചിരിയുടെ പാലാരുവിയീ സൗഹൃദം

ഒരു നൂലിൽ കെട്ടിയ പല ഹൃദയങ്ങളുടെ

പുഞ്ചിരിയീ സൗഹൃദം രക്തമല്ലിവിടെ

ഹൃദയത്തിൻ തേനാണിനിവിടെ ഇൗ

സൗഹൃദ കൊട്ടാരത്തിൽ.

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( This is a translated version of my previous poem ” കനൽ ” , as per the request from zeesviews & Life beyond imagination )

Beyond the Smile Weaving lips

Beyond the beating heart

A splinter bloomed.

 

Even in the coldness of snow’s tabernacle

A splinter bloomed

Without the notice of anyone , he bloomed .

 

Behind a gleam of smile

The weeping heart began to burn

Under the flame of splinter.

 

The dream weaving eyes ,

The poem composing soul

Were wrapped with darkness.

 

I relished the beauty of monsoon

Winter & romantic spring

By cherishing a splinter in my chest.

 

A splinter , an awe

Gifted by love

Blessed by bereavement.

 

This splinter too hold some warmness

Which can vanquish the warmness of love

A warmness still unknown to human.

 

For stepping up on

The fire steps of life

This splinter is a blessing.

 

Those who hold splinter

In their heart , in theirs eyes

No longer failure can’t debacle them.

 

Oh splinter ! You are a blessing

Born from the warmness of love

Filled with the coldness of bereavement.

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Akshaya Thulasi

 

 

 

( Oh God ! This is really a tough task , it takes only 45 minutes for composing this poem in Malayalam “കനൽ” but for this translation ” splinter” it takes more than 2 hours for its completion )

 

 

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പുഞ്ചിരിവിടർത്തും ചുണ്ടുകൾക്കപ്പുറം

താളമടിക്കും ഇടനെഞ്ചിനപ്പുറം

ഒരു കനൽ വിരിഞ്ഞു തുടങ്ങി..

മഞ്ഞിൻ കൂടാരത്തിൻ കുളിരിൽ

പോലും ഒരു കനൽ വിരിഞ്ഞു

ആരാരുമറിയാതെ കനൽപടർന്നു

ഒരു ചെറുപുഞ്ചിരിക്കു പിന്നിൽ

വിങ്ങി പൊട്ടൻ കാത്തിരിക്കും ഹൃദയം

കനലിൻ വേദനയില് പിടഞ്ഞു തുടങ്ങി…

സ്വപ്നങ്ങൾ നെയ്ത കണ്ണുകൾ

കവിതകൾ വർണ്ണങ്ങൾ രചിച്ച

ആത്മാവിൽ ഇരുൾ വീണു തുടങ്ങി…

കനലും മാറിൽ ചാർത്തി

പേമാരിയും വേനൽകാറ്റും തൂവസന്തവും

കണ്ടൂ മയങ്ങി എൻ കിനാക്കൾ

കനലെന്നൽ ഒരു അതിശയം

പ്രണയം തന്നൊരു അത്ഭുതം

വിരഹം പകർന്നൊരു അനുഗ്രഹം

ഇൗ കനലിനുമുണ്ടൊരു ഒരു സുഖം

അനുരാഗതെ വെല്ലുന്ന സുഖം

മറ്റാർക്കും അറിയാൻ കഴിയതൊരു സുഖം…….

തീപടവുകളാൽ പീലിവിടർത്തും

ജീവിതത്തെ അതിജീവിക്കാൻ

ഇൗ കനലൊരു പുണ്യം

നെഞ്ചിലും മിഴിയിലും

കനലെന്തി നടക്കുവന്

പിന്നില്ലല്ലോരു പരാജയം

കനലേ നീയൊരു പുണ്യം

പ്രണയസുഖത്തിൽ പിറന്ന പുണ്യം

വിരഹവേദനയിൽ നിറഞ്ഞ പുണ്യം

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Fate – the big boss

Come with that Motto

No more small games

Only B-i-g GAMES .

 

 

She didn’t surmise much

on this entry , she just

despite those words ,

Which reflects his artful games.

 

 

She contemplate him a friendly

Found fate as weak ,simple , lovely

Compute his power with her mind

found big boss games as mild .

 

 

Then ,That janus-faced fate

Drop anchor in her life

Changed its face , her face

And her life and everything.

 

 

She started playing those games

Started to fail from the very first level

Failed , failed , failed , failed

In each and every attempt.

 

 

The fate , the nemesis

Inaugurated his reign over her .

Life scrutinised those sequels

From bigboss as her experiences.

 

 

B-i-g Games from Big Boss

Will barge in everyone’s life

With those words

No more small games , only B-I-G GAMES.

 

 

 

 

 

Akshaya Thulasi

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