( 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.
( 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 )
Thanks for reading 😍
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