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
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.
I asked the stream How do you keep yourself so pure She answered "Keep moving, keep moving" I asked the wind How do you keep yourself so fresh He answered "Keep moving, keep moving" I asked the chirping little bird How do you keep yourself so happy She answered "Keep moving, keep moving" I asked the mountain range How do you keep yourself so peaceful He answered "Keep moving, keep moving" And I was as surprised as you!
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Thoughts give nothing, no gain, just pain
So let the distance forever remain!