Hrudayam thulachoree valmuna valichoori,
Thalayonnaruthu thotti munayil nee korkkuka,
Krimi njan, nissaran, pranayathinanarhan,
Purakenadappavark ithuthanne mathruka
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Not all prisons have bars that keep you from the stars but then again....iip
The English version of it, I am seeing now only! More or less close to your original Malayalm text! But in poignancy and tragic intensity, it won't come near the original one! May be I am reading it a second time! Remember, the phoenix rises from the ashes!
You are a philosopher like Macbeth, you know life is an idiot's tale which signifies nothing.You can write this because you know how to stand again to have a bright morning.Kudos.10++++
Poets are in love with whom or what I know not Sure it is love is the other name of madness And you have experienced it dear young lover! Resurrection is a hope and not a promise And so you be just crucified between two honest men And let us wait for the fame if the tale is genuine. 'The soul going into oblivion' is great a notion But whose oblivion is it dead/dying lover? I am sure you will be anointed soon here When the coveted heroism descends on you!
(A brave man dies only one time but thousand times a coward) ....
It's intense and captivating! ! !