Friday, March 25, 2011

S.SALIMKUMAR : WINTER NOTEBOOK (poem)

Winternotebook

Cold waves and silence swallow the street.
Travellers covering the dark ways.
Night is lusty
Last of its kind.
I don’t know why it is raining
In the pity sky clouds are always seen.
Who is coming step by step...?
You are moving for a distant pole
Where I cant exist and you are free
From the wild attack
Days of shadows.
You were everywhere
At the dark you came and started a new era.
Close the doors to prevent me
Waves are roaring to take the shore
Where it begins the storm?
Drive me away from my land.
Invasion of a forest evergreen.
Tears and words, streams of pain
Quake to whom all the castles fell.
Sea is crying like a girl.
Having paining shores.
Depth of the sea and a colourless world.
Timeless times.
All the contrasts want to be each other.
Entered without knocking door.
And I painted black your land and sky.
After silent, silent seasons you before me
And I hered your words
Behind you was the full moon fading
And I know your silence.
No power can force you to be lusty
If you want a distance Make it for me.
I am making black a fairy forest
To a mine of coal to have some fire.
Mad and selfish I cant let you go.
North and south never be one
If they attract each other again there come
The poles, north and south.
Drive me out from your land
I am an evil force.
Escape from me or do what you want to
Like a shadow In my window Just I saw you
Misty morning waiting for the
Lusty seal of silence.I want to be your silence.
I cant sleep in winter nights.
I am wandering in a lightless town
Rain from your sky of mind made the town wet
How can I find my way?
I don’t know why you are raining?
You told: I cant bear your rays
Always they touch my sense and soul.
I covered me with clouds
But you wiped it and said
You are touching me without the rays
Than you touch me with the rays.
Knowing the sea of your eyes
I cant exist where you are.
Silent sky and milky way
And the source of light.
Everything goes in and nothing out.
The black hole never let out the treasure
From your mind.
by
S.SALIMKUMAR
KURUMPAKARA/PATHANAPURAM