There were no tears to be shed There were no words to be said [The body of the poem should have come here But, you see, it is empty] True love and true friendship Is about letting go
Like little waves on a calm lake Came little waves of joy Like little pauses in music Came little stings of pain Together they made a pattern On the fabric of my life If I could look from far away It'll form a nice quilt
തൂങ്ങുവാൻ നേരമായപ്പോൾ മൂങ്ങകൾക്കു പ്രമാദമായ് മിഴിച്ച കണ്ണുകൾ മൂടി ഇരുട്ടുചാക്കു വീഴവേ കഴുത്തിൽ കുരുങ്ങി കൊച്ചു- കയറായ് വന്ന കാറലും This poem is, at the same time, about night and about a hanging / execution.
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Thoughts give nothing, no gain, just pain
So let the distance forever remain!