Manoj KrishnanSarojam

Is a man woken up

to the truth and beauty of life
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the wind

that comes from far
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this last moment

she was waiting for you
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Night
The lone candle flickered our shadows in the walls
Merging and parting
I was searching for my shadows in you
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when the moments seems interminable

like the drops falling off the roof in rainydays
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nothing more i want

its my life
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alone in the crumpled sheets

a pillow half drenched with sweat and tears
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mad, crazy, idiot and helpless

you cant getaway, get a way
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make your fire

your own
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your time is your thoughts

your time is in your thoughts
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the life that goes within

the inner life
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your time is evolved from the very beginning

the very beginning of this universe
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your fingers tells all

the magic of love
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through her valleys and peaks

my lips taking in every spot in her body
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when we sat by the sea

with the wavefronts of love
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who comes home in my dreams once in while

often I search for that angel face
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love

in the park benches
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she knows

that
...

dont be a slave

to anybody
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she comes when she desires

in deep sleep
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