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சாளரம் - Page 136 / 137

The Window Seeing and seeing again the darkness the eyes have darkened and bulked and dried Even if a small light ray arrives they were excited like a boon from a great penance The light ray that appeared like a moment's moment got tired and went into hiding saying do not feed on me for your gory hunger Thinking of the light ray that was never to be found anywhere the inner started searching the deeper The silly eye facing the darkness thinking that the dark space is better started researching the surface From the dream bane of the light ray hidden in some corner of the universe the whole body filled with eyes and each eye swelling and bulking in the dark everywhere a bloody battlefield Each eye was searching for the light ray Eyes everywhere eyes Each eye started battling saying that it was the first to be born for the light ray In utter darkness every eye started searching the other eye In the hope that anyway in...

அன்பு - Page 133

Love In a world where love is hard to be seen cruelty is present immeasurably Blood oozes from her needle stricken fingers The needle that cut is pulsating The manager comes with his business talk Not even the love that is needed for treatment is there The clothes lie scattered everywhere Man is wandering naked all over the city in search of love with fear

அந்தப் புளியமரத்தை - Page 138

That Tamarind Tree From yesterday they have been felling that tamarind tree At first they reached the tamarind tree's top They broke the small branches As the leaves and flowers fell the small branches embraced the earth Upon losing its small branches the tree with it's formless form was sucking on the sky Climbing down the tree they brought a colossal tree saw They were scraping off the tamarind tree aiming at it's bottom with the sawdust flowing on either sides They brought down the tall tree Cutting off They cut off the remaining branches and arranged them in order Placing them in the cart they started Between the bushes a tamarind sapling looked at itself Note: ஒரு புளியமரத்தின் கவிதை