Manasil Sookshikaan…

Prakaasham parathaan en manasil..
Nee oru soorya kiranamaaye pathichuvenkil…

Sugandham parakaan en manasil..
Nee oru panineer poovaaye vidarnuvenkil…

Theen niraykaan en manasil..
Nee oru theeneechayaaye koodukoottiyenkil..

Kulirukooran en manasil..
Nee oru manju thulliyaaye veenu chithariyenkil..

Thaarattu moolaan en manasil..
Nee oru pulli-kuyelaaye parannaduthuvenkil..

Poovittu poojikaan en manasil..
Nee oru deviyaaye avathaaram eduthuvenkil..

Mazha..

Mazha mottukal pozinju veezunnu..

Enn grammathin puza kall-padavil..

Enn manasil geethamaaye unarunnu..

Aa thullithan chillambin naadham..

Ottekkaakunne aa nomberamaam nimishathil..

Aakke kuttaye erunnethaa sangeetham..

Ennum njaan orkkunnu... Aa sundara nimishangal..

Kannum nattu njaan eripu aa kalpadavil..

Mazha varunnethum kaathu kaathu...

Theekanallakum Maylpeeli...

Ekaanthamaaye aa yaamathil..

Nee oru thamara ethalaaye vidarna naalil..

Sughakaramaaam aa raathiyee njaan Sneehichirunnu..

Orupaadu sneehichirinnu nenne njaan...

Oru mayilpeeli enne pool sookshichirunnu...

Nen ormakal theekaanallaakum ee veelayil...

Orikkalum kaneendi erunirunnilla ennu njaan aashichu pooye..

Oru kadam kadha enne laakhavathil..

Utharam marannu pooye..

Enneyum kaathu...

En jeevithamaam naukayil..

Yatra yaakum munpee..

Vida paranju pookum ee naattilnennum..

Entte ee kochu graamathilninum...

Penneyum nenne thanichaakki pookumboyum..

Nee ariyukka.. Njaan therichu varum...

Oru cheppil sookshikaan ormakalum aaye...

Enne nee kaathu erikkukka...

...Friends Like Roses...

Friends like roses...
Which are very beautiful when seen
good to say they are mine.
Which bear a variety of colours,
good to say they are mine.
Which hold a heavenly fragrant,
good to say they are mine.
Which hurt a little when too close,
good to say they are mine.
Which are short lived and waves me a good-bye
When I need them to be said they all are mine.
I wonder are these roses..
are these roses really mine..
I wonder will these roses..
Will these roses feel the same..

...LIFE...

My life is like a let go buoy.
Floating high on a deep blue sea.
Miles away is my land of make.
I am here for mortals sake...

I see the stars staring at me,
As if to know what I am?
I see the moon leaning towards me,
As if to hear the cry of ail..

I was hit by the waves that flee.
I was frown by the nights that see.
All I have is to route them right,
All those vessels which come to me...

Gone are the days when I was trussed,
Now are the days of driven rust.
There is hardly a return to self,
All in all, it’s my freedom in life.