Be the Phoenix

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Fly like a phoenix,
Bloom like a Sunflower,
Be the best Sun-Lover.

Never give up trying,
No more end of your loving,
Tilt the head like a sunflower,
Perish into ash like phoenix,
Resurrect to love again the Sun.

அறுத்தெறி முலைகளை/ Behead the Breasts

ஆறிலும் சாவு நூறிலும் சாவு
சென்று வா மகனே! வென்று வா மகனே !
என்று தானே வேலும் கையுமாய்
வீறு கொண்ட நடையோடு
போருக்கு அனுப்பினேன்.

புறமுதுகிட்டு ஓடி புழுதியில் விழுந்தனையோ!
புல்லருவி பெற்ற மகனே
என பெயர் அழைக்க வைத்தனையோ!

கோழைக்கு பால் கொடுத்த
கொடுங்க்கூற்று முலைகளே
மண்ணில் வீழ்வாய்
அறுத்தெறி முலைகளை
என அறுத்தெறிந்தாள் தமிழச்சி !

Translation Courtesy :  Anamika

Anamika is an amazing writer and a blogger..her blog is here

Oh my son, death is inevitable,
Even if it is at sixth year or hundredth,
So, with grit and strength, I sent you to the battlefield
To win for the motherland and come
With the majestic walk and the strong weapons
To fight the war with hope I send you
I sent you to the battlefield to win and come
But instead of boldness you showed
Your back to the enemy, trying to escape,
Falling on the ground with arrows at your back
Oh, you made me the weed of a brave farm giving birth to you,
Me being the proud Tamil woman, I am,
I chop you oh my shameful breasts,
That fed a coward, down to the ground.

One more last time

one more last time…
the first and last time of our meet
has dispersed all the secrets,
we fall on each other’s shoulder,
years of love carried o’er,

one more last time,
O, my love, before you take off,
I will shed the last drop,
Let it stay on your womb,
to take a birth be with you,

One more last time,
Shall I touch your cheek and I will,
pull off my eyes and with my own will,
I hand o’er on your hand,
Keep it safe on your heart,

One more last time,
I will cry to the world as a wild beast,
Let this cry rip off the sky from cliff,
I will write a story of love on vein,
with those tears of breakup pain.

Your eyes are the liars

You gaze at me like a pointed gun,
I never waged war against a paisan,
Thy eyes swallowed me like a drop of water-
Caging the full moon on its kisser;
I am imprisoned inside your pupils-
without breaking the eyelids.
Don’t ever accuse me for tormenting,
Your heart and soul.
O, My angel I feel secured,
You not jailed me though,
To save me from dust and ash,
I feel warmth of love, and tears,
Feeling dual love in my life, when
You birthed me two times in your eyes.

Kiss me, I am desperate

Made of fresh cocoa powder,
With fresh milk oozing out,
A sweetened red petals of lips,
Pinch of salt to sugarate,
Watering mouth, wetting the lips,
I long you taste me,
Adore me like a fresh baby,
Lick it like a honey finger,
I will remember the love you had-
When I flow throw your throat,
Kiss me, I am desperate,
I will make you remember forever.
-A chocolate lips on the desk.

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காற்றில் எழுதிய சரித்திரம்

காலம் மாறலாம் , நம் கோலம் மாறலாம்
கண்ட கனா மாறலாம் , உலகம் கூட வேறு ஆகலாம்,
பேசிய பேச்சும் , காற்றில் கலந்த பேச்சலையும் ,
யுகங்கள் கடந்து அண்டம் முழுதும் வாழ்ந்தேயாகும்.

அலையும் நானும்

கரையை வந்து வந்து பார்த்துவிட்டு
வெறும் கையேடு போகும் அலைபோல,
நித்தம் நாம் களித்திருந்த இடம் வந்து,
கண்ணீரை நிரப்பிவிட்டு போகின்றேன்.

He enthralled her

He twisted the whip against her plait,
She fell on his lap as a bestie,
He took her on his chest,
Consoled the her desires.

Talked for hours and played like babies ,
They are best pals in heart,
Yet, time has come to end the story,
They are dusts in the time,
Memories will speak the lures he inseminated.

She is my coat

The winter sprinkles the snow flakes,
upon my head and glides to the floor,
I cherish the lily petals from the sky,
Like I am welcomed to the party.

I walk towards a warm room to wrap me,
In a fire blanket upon my chest,
As she stood by the door, I feel,
Her glance turned me on heat.

I chase her like the water extinguisher,
To soothe my body and soul,
as we fall upon the floor and cuddle,
We lay as a intertwined fire and snow,
As I enter her core,
She doused the heart and manliness.

A story on the stars – a haiku

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Write our love on stars,
Solder in the walls of the sky
Generations to read our story.

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