poem by S.SALIM KUMAR

Winternotebook

  

Cold waves and silence swallow the street.

Travellers covering the dark ways.

Night is lusty

Last of its kind

I don’t know why it is raining

In the pity sky clouds are always seen.

Who is coming stepby step

You are moving for a distant pole

Where I cant exist  and you are free

From the wild attack

Days of shadows.

You were everywhere

At the dark you came and started a new era.

Close the doors to prevent me

Waves are roaring to take the shore

Where it begins the storm?

Drive me away from my land.

Invasion of a forest evergreen.

Tears and words, streams of pain

Quake to whom all the castles fell.

Sea is crying like a girl.

Having paining shores.

Depth of the sea and a colourless world.

Timeless times.

All the contrasts want to be each other.

Entered without knocking door.

And I painted black your  land and sky.

After silent, silent seasons   you before me

And I hered your words

Behind you was  the full moon fading

And I know your silence.

No power can force you to be lusty

If you want a distance Make it for me.

I am making black a fairy forest

To a mine of coal to have some fire.

Mad and selfish I cant let you go.

North and south never be one

If they attract each other again there come

The poles, north and south.

Drive me out from your land

I am an evil force.

Escape from me or do what you want to

Like a shadow In my window Just I saw you

Misty morning waiting for the

Lusty seal of silence.I want to be your silence.

I cant sleep in winter nights.

I am wandering in a lightless town

Rain from your sky of mind made the town wet

How can I find my way?

I don’t know why you are raining?

You told:  I cant bear your rays

Always they touch my sense and soul.

I covered me with clouds

But you wiped it and said

You are touching me without the rays

Than you touch me with the rays.

Knowing the sea of your eyes

I cant exist where you are.

Silent sky and milky way

And the source of light.

Everything goes in and  nothing out.

The black hole never let out the treasure

From your mind.

BY
s.salim kumar

KURUMPAKARA/PATHANAPURAM