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Night mystifies
Amazing guise of cosmic vibes
Coiling on streaks of rapture
Infatuated moon
shepherds the fur coated clouds
Numinous stars blinks
at the glowing altar
for a coir of peace
that may begin at any moment.
Afar the high lands glitters
with the intrusive fire flies
The restless wind slithers with
the sheepish hilly brooks
whistling wakes the sleeping willows
chanted the celestial notes
shinned on the 
pale pine leaves.

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Again and again

as flickering shadows

we pine for those

lost vibes

the fading echoes

in the withering veins

of the kalariyard there

where the roots and hearts

of our fore fathers

lie  as a web of love

under the rotten layers of leaves

that murmurs the epic memoirs

to the mossy  temple walls

the weird peepal tree

between the bowing groves

in that scary northern gloom

where dark beetles

growl and gaze

The oval pond

beneath the wild creepers

where we lie down and give ear

to the clinging hands

and splashing water

of our childhood

Again and again

we search that

feather of love

hidden some where

in the tattered palm leaves

Inhaling  the wistful aroma

of  ghee preserved some where

in our lonely landscapes

and to  run and  grasp

to the non ending desolate field

and watch our fore fathers

exchanging the script of love and trust

with  the setting sun

in the pale horizon

Photo Courtesy : Kaindalam Sree Kalariyal  Bhagavathi Temple

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Serenading the silver castle of clouds

sinking in bliss of harmony

the stars waited  for the

meditating seer moon

in the silent skylines

While the drowsy wind and lilacs

romanced along the gleaming rocks

unable to withstand thy piercing gaze

my soul fused into golden dust

and merged merrily

in the flowing fantasia.