കറുപ്പ്(Malayalam) Poem by Farisa Haleel
കറുപ്പ്(Malayalam)
വഴി നീളെ ഞാൻ കണ്ട
പൂക്കളുമിലകളും കറുപ്പ്.
എന്റെ വടക്കുനോക്കിയിൽ
കിഴക്കിന് പകരം പടിഞ്ഞാറ്.
തിരയെണ്ണി മടുത്തു, ഞാൻ.
മൂന്നാം പക്കം ഇവിടെ
വന്നില്ല, പോയവരാരും.
[17 April 2016]
Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over., but still you'll find an edge to cut... what memory make you disturb. allam maya..
I just dumped all bad memories in a pit.....and closed all doors of black days...... now am living a second life.......so am happy.....there is only new breaths.....- - - anonymous ]]]]]yaaa memories are that much dangerous.
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4/29/2024 4:36:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Farisa, A hauntingly serious poem. Quite unlike your other poems. Moonnaam pakkam ivide vannilla, poyavaraarum- I could read these lines only with a shudder. Proves, you are a very powerful writer and have extra ordinary powers to enhance the feelings by the choice of right words and phrases. Very good poem. Pl write more and share in ph.
Thank you sir for your valuable words.....