Aksharathalukal

HOPES

        HOPES


A handful of hopes
Oozing out from my fist
Is the wealth, I possess.

But the challenges that haunt,
The terror that spreads
And the filth that heaps
Paralyse my nerves
And loosen my fist,
To let all my hopes
Fly free as they wish! 




IN THE LAND OF SLEEP

IN THE LAND OF SLEEP

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IN THE LAND OF SLEEPIn the land of sleep,In the land of bliss,In the middle of dreamsIs there dawn and dusk?Let me think a whileIs it sleep or awakeningAdds colours to my lifeThat won\'t fade soon?Sure, it is not sleepBut, the pain, pleasureLikes, dislikesLove, hatredWish and wantsIn real life!Is there pen and brush,Is there colour and ink?In the illusionary flowThat mask self and soul?Then, I prefer this real worldOf bliss and curseTo the virtual spaceOf sleep and dreams!