Preeth Nambiar Poems
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Waking Up On A Rainy Morning
Its rain uninvited perhaps of storms far away,
Knocking at the window to wake me up!
From amidst the letters scribbled last night,
My eyes open to a gloomy rainy day!
A voice shattered of pain not of wine,
Grumbles recollecting a melody enchanting
And sing to the pace of the rhythm of the rain,
Alas! dissolves behind the window glasses,
Within the silence of a twilight morning!
Seeking the meaning on the notes of past,
Looking up to the cloudy horizon,
I feel to sing aloud the songs de novo,
Fingers on my piano tremble of ...
The River Of Silence
And now there appears a seemingly narrow river in between us. A river of silence flowing in between our existence! It is twilight again, through the mist I feel it hard to see you standing up on the other bank or is it the tears blurring my vision? My beloved, I'm still here with melodies on my lips!
When I stay here awaiting darkness separating us forever, I expect a man dark old appear upon the bank with a tiny boat to carry me across the river. But it is getting late…I'm afraid of dark