What is that crack on the face ?
A burrow ?
Rather a sneaky trench.
You call it a smile ?!
I know
That is amiability.
But why don’t your eyes keep quiet?
Discipline them
Or they get out of control
Why not tear them out ?
Throw them on the rocks
So that they would never sprout.
They are to die with this century.
-1992
Thursday, June 21, 2007
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orupadu ishtamanu ninte hriddayathile chorakondezhuthiya varikal
thanutha ninte kayaksharagalku pirakil jeevithathodulla praanayamanenne enikke veruthe thonunnu..maranathinte maril nee mukamolipikumpozhum ennodaro parayunnu....nee pranayichath jeevithathe mathramayirunnu enne
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