ഒരുപക്ഷേ ഞാനില്ലായിരിക്കാം,
കണ്ടു മറന്നൊരു കിനാവുപോലെ,
പകൽവെളിച്ചത്തിലെ ചന്ദ്രനെപോലെ,
മാഞ്ഞില്ലാതായേക്കാം.
എങ്കിലും,
ഞാൻ ചായം പകർന്ന ചിത്രങ്ങളിൽ,
എഴുതികൂട്ടിയ കവിതകളിൽ,
ഉറക്കെ പാടിയ പാട്ടുകളിൽ,
വിസ്തരിച്ചിരുന്ന കഥകളിൽ,
എന്നും ഞാൻ അനശ്വരയായിരിക്കും.

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This is not just my story, but it is also my story. It is the story of everyone living a bubble life. Each and every one of us, who construct huge worlds inside our own bubbles, decorate it in all ways possible, and then one day when the bubble suddenly bursts, laments over how we spend our time for worthless deeds. This is not just my story, but it is also my story.

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Both were sore and stunned,
At the audacity of the mindless logic.
Why deem them as parasites,
When every being, a tied-in?

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You, the waterfall
Pour everything out to me.
Me, a lake
Stagnant,void
Waiting for a rain
To fill myself again.

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എഴുതി തുടങ്ങാമിനി,
മറന്നതല്ലല്ലോ,
മറക്കാനായ് മാറ്റിവെച്ചതല്ലേ?
എഴുതണം,എഴുതി തീർക്കണം,
ഇനിയൊരു മറവിക്കു മുന്നേ.
ചിന്തകൾക്കും വാക്കുകൾക്കും
ഇടയിലെ അകലം കൂടുന്നതിനു മുന്നേ,
ചിന്തകളും വാക്കുകളും
അകലും മുന്നേ.

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String music you will be,
No lyrics to decipher the thoughts,
No nonsense to sidetrack the emotions,
Just you and me,aimlessly wandering,
Amongst the cloud and stars.

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Savoring an icecream,
Time ticking,end impending,
Anticipating the next time
Line of our lifes coincide.

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Everyday, I listen to your music
And my lyrics,
Your music makes the melody enticing
While my lyrics makes it deep.
A friend is both of these,
Making happiness happier
And to be the solace in chaos.

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It was after a long time she could sit peacefully and watch the rain. Everything was as she hoped it would be, the chill breeze, the pelting on the window and it was all refreshing. She went back to her childhood memories, where playing football and drenching in rain was fun and wished those days would come back. But, she knew it was not possible, all she could do now was enjoy it from the other side of the window now. Suddenly an alarm rang, "Ma'am the time alloted for the free demo is over and if you wish to continue please register as a member in Pitter-Patter Ltd."

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Their ears were open,
They heard everything grungy.
Their eyes were open,
They saw everything faulty.
Their mouths were open,
They said everything nasty.
They looked virtuous,
But they were to be blamed.

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