A Poet, Lyricist and a Sensitive Writer
After 20 years I am going her home,
to meet her mom, my Julia’s mom.
Julia, you remember, we both were
two ever singing cuckoos of the same feather,
two never resting Brooks of the same valley,
two ever-smiling little girls of the same age twelve.
‘What happened?
You are lost in deep thoughts
Looks like you made a long solo trip
Like a bar-tailed godwit’
I asked my beloved.
‘Which path has the shortest distance
to reach you?’ my beloved asked.
Like the calm sea assimilating a fresh river,
I stood cold looking into her deep eyes.
Love is an invaluable gift
Wrapped in insecurity
And opened with possessiveness.
‘Which path has the shortest distance
To reach you?’ my beloved asked.
His son had never tasted Squid.
His son was 9 years old
and wanted to know badly,
how Squid fry tasted like.
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കൂന്തൾ
‘ടുഡേ ഈവെനിംഗ് വീ ഹാവ് ഫിഷ് ഡെലിവറി. അവൈലബിൾ ഫിഷ് – കരിമീൻ, ചെമ്മീൻ, കാളാഞ്ചി, കായൽ കൊഞ്ച് , വെളൂരി, കൂന്തൾ ‘