workstation

workstation!
i think i should find a nest,
Somewhere high above,
maybe in a cloud.
I can sleep a while then
Awake and see the show
down,live;and sleep again
without worries of shutting down..

ps:dedicated to software engineers

to the girl in my dreams

"For how many years I've been searching you

and how many years further shall i
though your voice is still in my ears
and ur face is still bright in my dreams,
I'm alone in here, awaiting those footsteps...
when will you come down from my dreams"

poems...writing...

poems...writing...

somebody once wisely mentioned...poetry is poor mans telegraph!!
yes..the words are too less but compact enough to carry a storm within..
so that makes the stand for poetry within the great literature set clearly dominated by novels!
now comes the bigger question, why i write poems?
answer is simple..i am not sure to keep the spirit in the words if i write a novel or even a short story..

whenever i get an impulse,i think i can write it down as a poem before i loose that state- u see,the mind of a young human is very vibrant and spontaneous-but its a flash memory(in techno verses :) ) ~emotions are too short to stay awake till the end,if i write a novel:)
One other thing i have always wondered is how people can write about things from a completely different angle..for me,whenever i sit down and write something, whatever fiction i choose it eventually takes its most from my life only!!!

so strange,isn't it??

so that was about me and writing!!
and now u may think after checking the blog that u can't find an indigenous,truly me article!! hmm..that surely needs some space to explain.
I tried writing,tried again n again...my reading also increased meanwhile..many a times i realized one great truth..the things i was going to write;the things that needed to be penned down,are already done by someone else..that too in such a beautiful manner that i see myself in those lines!
those lines keep on burning in my mind creating that peculiar effect that would stop only if i did something and that something i'm doing now...i translate poems,i write about what others wrote..and so n so.
maybe at some point of time i'l get something which is entirely me!! :)

so that speaks something abt this blog...and i think thats enough for the day :)
or i'l start writing some more bla bla stuff which eventually even i wont read later ;)

Noise!

vibes of solitude is the caption of this entire blog..but at least physically I’m not that now..Sitting with a lost mind in a half cubicle (that’s where time placed me before 7-8 months..still continuing) I feel alone in the crowd. May be thats the solitude I meant while naming the blog...or maybe its simply the word..’solitude’…I liked the term much from the first time I saw,first time I heard…It has a strange kind of affection,a pulling force :)

and when it comes to vibes…its really the solitude in me that’s vibes out the words…so it’s the vibes of solitude…the voice of solitude that pours out…doesn’t mean that I’m lonely all the way. But I prefer loneliness sometimes…and that loneliness,the solitude makes me think…makes me write…

I should have put the name as ‘Noise’ as I feel now… :)

Its always the scattered feelings that I pour out or rather my solitude pours…

Scattered voices aka Noise

mistress of solitude...

Oh mistress of solitude
At the doorsteps
Of your sacred palace
I stand, like a stranger
Holding the rose
The red of my heart

In your sad silent tears
Swept down were my dreams
With a sigh, went
My hopes... My faith
Dead were my flowers
By the sparks of your mind

Like a night, silently
Moving away from the day

It’s my time to part...

In the lonely path
Of your memories
Once you will see me
Once you’ll discover
My footsteps...
Even then my soul
Will whisper to you
That I loved you once
Like the silent night
It’s my time to part...

:) as u understud, a desperate attempt to try 'vayalar' [for those whu are not familiar with malayalam poetry..he was one of the greatest]

Under those Shades

Under those Shades *
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In these stone steps...
Under these tree shades...
If u had sit once again
I would have covered you
With all the flowers the fall brought down..














Like the silence of a cloudy dusk
If you had come to me
I would have been that monsoon
Which would light up that dark
With all the lightning sparks in me…

If in a winter you woke up
As a blossom colored by dew
I would have given you the red
Glowing inside my heart and
All that warmth left in my soul…

Will these rains and the changing seasons
Converge the paths of life
To a point of time
For that would have written those
Unsaid words on an unseen rose of the heart…


Ps:* in name of something :)...

In my heaven of darkness...

Asleep in the depths of darkness,I was aroused
Aroused to see my feathers coloured in life
Given was my outstretched wings an open sky,
And a nest in your hearts branch
For the dusk ...


Every small blossom,every gentle breeze
Brings your thoughts in me
Where else will i get that ocean to fill
When my lifes drying up
Where else can i find that sky which
You spout with your kindness

After the streams lullabies weakens
When the last nightangle pauses
When even the stones turn out sugar
May the time lose its way, but
My heart will be with yours
And that will be my refuge...

Never can i detach from your heart
May it be the heaven that calls
Like rain drops on the sky
I will fall...
Fall and merge in the ocean of your heart
And that is my heaven
Only there lies my truth and salvage...




inspired by V.Madhusoodhanan Nair's famous Malayalam Poem 'Irulin Mahanidrayil...'