Saritha Ayyath Madhusudanan
Biography of Saritha Ayyath Madhusudanan
I was born on a warm Thursday evening on the 2nd of April.. My mom made sure that I didnt step down on the 1st.. Thank God!
Then.. I continued living...
...in my dreams, in my room, listening to the raindrops, enjoying their light kissing, rocking on a swing, sleeping with open books....
Many people came and went in my life.. Some stayed on. Some made marks.. A few touched my heart.. One or two entered inside too..
And I am still living.. Life goes on!
Saritha Ayyath Madhusudanan's Works:
Saritha Ayyath Madhusudanan Poems
The soft love.. Flowing like a river.. Sweetening the pains.. Blooming the desires inside...
My Union With 'Me'!
I and 'ME' Inseparable.. in a rhythm Swaying to the music of the silence Reveling in the unseen beauty
When the sun sets, When the trails are obscured, Silence precedes the night.. Is it the grief of the summer?
Sleep eluded me. I lay thinking...thinking of things to come, things which had come... but no solution for anyone...
Sleep eluded me.
I lay thinking...thinking of
things to come, things which had come...
but no solution for anyone...
Is this bliss?
A hypothetical bliss?
Deep in the night, somewhere, hooted an owl
A signal of evil? A sense of brood?
Only he knows why he cried.