"The wheel of time" turned again,
seasons came and went;
leaving me, a year closer to death,
with memories and lessons learnt.

In a quest to find my lost magic,
I travelled far and faced many trials.
And upon my return, I found myself
a stranger, in a changed world.

Though I lost a few friends
and gained some along the way,
I am grateful for the rare few
who chose to stay.

The dreamer in me kept dreaming
Like a bird with clipped wings,
singing about forgotten tales,
and merry things of the past.

Though it took a lot of time for me
to get comfortable in my own skin;
"I have promises to keep, and
miles to go before I sleep".

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രാത്രിയുടെ ഇരുളിൽ കിനാവു കണ്ട്
തുന്നി കൂട്ടിയ വാക്കുകൾക്ക്
പകലിന്റെ വെളിച്ചത്തേക്കാൾ പ്രകാശമുണ്ടായിരുന്നു...

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ജീവതത്തിന്റെ ഏതോ വഴിതാരയിൽ,
എന്നെ തന്നെ മറന്നു പോയ ഒരു കളിപ്പാവയാണ് ഞാൻ...

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പുകച്ചു തീർത്ത ഒരോ കുറ്റികൾക്കും
ഒരു കഥ പറയാൻ ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു...

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realising there's no point in regretting.

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The dreamer died;
And his dreams scattered,
like ashes in the wind.

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പകലിന്റെ ഭാരങ്ങൾ ഇറക്കിവെച്ചു
ഞാൻ എനിക്കായ്
മാറ്റിവെക്കുന്ന സമയം.
സ്വപ്നങ്ങൾക്ക് ചിറകുകൾ
മുളക്കുന്ന സമയം.

ജീവിതഭാരങ്ങൾ പലപ്പോഴും
എന്റെ രാത്രികളെ കവർന്നെടുക്കാറുണ്ട്.
പക്ഷെ എന്നും, ഞാൻ കുറച്ചു സമയം
സ്വപനം കാണാൻ മാറ്റി വെക്കാറുണ്ട്..
എന്റേതു മാത്രമായ ഒരു ലോകം.

സ്വപ്നങ്ങളുടെ
ലോകത്തേക്കുള്ള
ഒരു പ്രയാണമാണ്
എന്റെ ജീവിതം.

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Every time I felt like giving up,
they reached out to me.
In my darkest moments,
they sat by my side,
never leaving me alone.
Even when the whole world
gave up on me, they didn't.
Every time, I fell down
they gave me the courage
to keep walking.
They helped me become
a better version of myself.

They are called Prose and Poetry.

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The wheel of time turned again,
seasons came and went; leaving me,
a year older and none the wiser.

Covid turning life upside down,
stealing away a part of life;
plaguing me with loneliness.

Like a bird with clipped wings,
singing about forgotten dreams,
and merry things of the past.

But the dreamer in me kept dreaming;
The word-smith kept forging, and
The lone traveler kept walking.

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On being Lost

You are feeling lost, and wondering if there's any point in holding onto hope. But I just wanted to tell you that it's okay. It's okay to feel not okay. To feel tired and ousted from everything.
We all feel the same, at some point in our life. Only by being lost, you can find your way to
a better version of yourself.
When you are lost, you will start to see things differently; and perhaps life will offer you a better perspective.

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