ഇരട്ടകൾ

ഇഷ്ടവും അനിഷ്ടവും ഇരട്ടകളായിരുന്നു 

സഹജാതരെങ്കിലും സമജാതരല്ല 

ഇഷ്ടമനിഷ്ടമായും അനിഷ്ടമിഷ്ടമായും 

പലരും തെറ്റുദ്ധരിച്ചു 

ഇഷ്ടത്തിനനിഷ്ടത്തെ വെറുപ്പായിരുന്നു 

അനിഷ്ടത്തിനിഷ്ടത്തോട് സ്നേഹവും 

മുതിർന്നപ്പോൾ ഇഷ്ടം ഇടത്തോട്ടും 

അനിഷ്ടം വലത്തോട്ടും നടന്നകന്നു.

ഞാനും നീയും

ഞാൻ ഞാനാണ്‌ ;

നീ വെറും നീ മാത്രം.

നീ ഞാനല്ലാത്തതിനാലും

ഞാൻ ഞാനായതുകൊണ്ടും

നിന്നെയെനിക്കിഷ്ടമേ അല്ല .

JOKER

While playing cards, luckily got a joker

The moment I saw his smiling face,

It reflected in my face as in a mirror

It was not just a mere reflection

Moreover I resemble him very much.

You might be wounded, if someone calls you ‘Joker’

But for me, it gives a spiritual bliss;

Because my face, my actions make others happy

Rather the costume masks my tears.

Who wants to have a worthless sympathy!

I feel pity for crying in front of others

It’s better to be mocked by others;

At least I might be a reason for them to laugh.

And I believe strongly that it is divine,

Making others happy while you are crying.

Railway Station

I waited for my train;

Oh, it seems to be late......

On that rough cemented platforms,

For long I waited that.

I got a sprain in my left leg,

So I took rest on a railway bench.

Many trains passed by and,

Many people around me caught their train.

How lucky they are, I dawned

To start their own journey.

I’m still waiting for my train,

Sitting on this rugged and wrinkled railway bench......

Children waved from the passing trains;

I waved back, yet feeling shy

Waiting waiting, I lost my patience

Anger crept on me, I cursed my decision;

Even though it never seemed to be a wrong one.

I cursed the railway department;

Though they are helpless.

Finally I complained the God the Almighty;

Although He gives me the freedom to decide.

At the very moment a crow showed its protest upon me,

Then I cursed myself and rushed to the nearest water source,

As my day’s fortune it was out of service.

Instead of getting angrier I calm down.......

Not because of sprouting a sudden spiritual patience,

But out of helplessness.

When my waiting time extends,

Along with that my patience also grew

Or the limit of endurance increases.

From there, I derived a new theory;

‘Waiting period is directly proportional to the limit of endurance’.

When I find real comfort and relief,

In sitting on that old railway bench,

And want to sit there quietly some more time;

Suddenly came the announcement,

About the arrival of my train.