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I am no bard....

My poems.. well atleast

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Location: Chennai, India

not Single anymore, Engineer, mad for movies, blogger, not long haired anymore, trying to be not short-fused anymore...

Monday, September 22, 2008

A birthday card

I am not sure,
where would I begin
this little song
how about aug fifteen ?

I dont remembr the day,
I first spoke to you;
coz you had your way
taking things through..

I would be lying
if I said all was smooth,
I have had times prying
to bloody your bucktooth

Good things they say
happen with time,
with friends like you
I can't, but rhyme..

After all these days
I found this while,
scratching my face
trying words to pile..

make this look
like a birthday card,
and tell you lots more,
but I guess its always hard...

Saturday, April 07, 2007


Thursday, February 01, 2007

Mudivu (tamil).


Saturday, November 25, 2006

My friend's birthday

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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

amma mugam.. in Tamil...

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

This was for my batch. The Emperors

you knew not me
till the day we met..
soon we were three
and it grew, the net

kings,knights or dons
we saw them all
agonies or victories
like Emperors we stood tall

we played and fought,
until we had to cry
we shared and sought,
till the last goodbye

now the music has stopped
only the strings remain..
but I still really pray
it happens all over again..

Moon child

Smeared all over of red,
the warmth of the womb just lost
tiny, vile and naked,
lay crying an eve's kind

naive to move the world,
and just the night to listen;
she cried aloud for the breasts
she would never live to moisten.

Winters soaked her lone linen,
her blood drenched her skin;
while she savored her own self,
the cries grew weaker and was gone.

The slashing of the winds ceased
as her cries calmed down to shudders;
the clouds above struck wild
to a drizzle, pelting the leaves.

the skies seemed to wince in pain,
as the rains came harder
cleansing her naked skin
as she lay still,cold and calm

You haven't left me yet ..

your shadows and thoughts ,
are all that I see;
as I walk my way ...
along a one way stream.

my feet is drowning wet,
in waters, wild of pain
talking off my life
even the slightest charm.

and beneath a sullen sky,
when every thing seems wrong..
you have left a void
huge, soft, and strong..

but what I need now
is not a heart to scream
but a strange weird wish
that it was all a dream..

I still feel your breath,
close to blur my eyes.
soothing as it always was
yet coming in from nowhere...