Jayachandran Chakrapany

My parents think
My life is a waste
My friends think
My life is a waste
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Don’t know her name
But whenever I see her
Always with a laughing face,
Sitting beneath the shadow of
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My heart is a temple
Blessed with the presence of
God always
With each drop of my tears
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Oh time
You walk always
In front of me
In your crawling shadow
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Love is immortal
That was my concept
As the mono pole
Of magnet our mind
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A lunatic always laughs
Seldom cries
A lunatic always walks towards
Seldom walks backwards
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I lost the rhythm of my heart beat
I lost my vision of the eyes
I lost the flexibility of my tongue
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Enjoying the fragrance spreading from
The yellow flowers of my bitter guard plants
And looking at the greenery of my paddy fields
Every day I take a morning walk
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No colorful dreams
No school days
No toys to play
No difference
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Dewdrops glimmer on the meadow
Experiencing the great joy and happiness
Let your heart glimmer
In love and happiness
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Perhaps I am only a grass
Living on the top of this hill
Trees here may think
They are taller than me
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Someone thinks
Life is pleasant
Someone thinks
Life is horrible
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Dreams are flowers
That blossom in a
Fertile mind with
Unique beauty and fragrance
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Ram is mad
My village people thinks
They never talk to him
He spends much time
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Two kids of nearby
Fight for fun
But one of them
Wounded accidently
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The last night
Broken sleep
Mixed with
Dreams and nightmare
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I do not know their name
But they are my guest always
At every monsoon
Soon after the first shower falls
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