Sariga Devasia

A harmony that blends the finest of turquoise heaven and crimson love,
where the cascade of ultimate life has its genesis from above.
A feathery touch of soul to relive the bygone memories,
flows quietly into fathomless obscurities.
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I am silenced with the might of limbs,
forced to keep my agonies as hush hush by my kins.
If I let it out I will bring shame to my folks,
Therefore better to settle it by keeping me inside the locks.
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What a pleasant morning to walk down,
experiencing the aroma of nature,
thin, cold, pleasant breeze whispering
a wonderful day of warmth and pleasure.
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When I was born, and was a stranger to the world,
I was given a name by my Amma.
When I started to speak, but didn't know what to say first,
I started by calling out Amma.
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In love with the snowflakes of winter
and with the dappled dancing blossoms of spring.
In love with the warmth of summer
and with the fragrance of the moist clay that rain bring.
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What sin I behold,
For I was killed ruthlessly?
The only sin I committed was to love against my father's wish.
It would have taken less than the time the heart beats,
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