Sunday, April 17, 2016

mahi ve tairey dilaan diyan galan mainu look look dain hawavaan autumn leaves, why don't you stay on your trees, we are short on colors nobody looked down when i picked profusely fallen golden yellow flowers fresh and fragrant from the ground from a vasantolsavam and attached one to a creeper that knew no water no leaves the creeper by its length of failing twine held in place by roots was so mock in the middle of vasantha rithu, the children that play here soon will be great this vasantholsavam tells me that and more i have written my heart's fill in praise of vasantholsavam, like they sing sweet in old malayalam songs, somewhere everywhere in malabar, kerala, mumbai in a restaurant in chennai the owner and waiters regale fish eaters with songs you can ask them to croon vasantholsavam songs they will oblige you to oblige with their coconut rasam ( and more ) in fact in many places around the world they sing vasantholsavam songs i just put a golden flower in the middle of the mawkish autumn creeper helpless in that's all i could do and ran away in awe of a grammar which somehow respected vasantholsavam in its own new incarnation the grammar let us now grow old in our imagination a brain is a small place without fantasies and so every brain is a big place of bending because of prudent vasantholsavam this verse grows times vasantholsavams my children are playing and i with them let them play till the edge of life let math, science and economics give them more vasantholsavams more colors more hues more life

mahi ve tairey dilaan diyan galan mainu look look dain hawavaan autumn leaves, why don't you stay on your trees, we are short on colors nobody looked down when i picked profusely fallen golden yellow flowers fresh and fragrant from the ground from a vasantolsavam and attached one to a creeper that knew no water no leaves the creeper by its length of failing twine held in place by roots was so mock in the middle of vasantha rithu, the children that play here soon will be great this vasantholsavam tells me that and more i have written my heart's fill in praise of vasantholsavam, like they sing sweet in old malayalam songs, somewhere everywhere in malabar, kerala, mumbai in a restaurant in chennai the owner and waiters regale fish eaters with songs you can ask them to croon vasantholsavam songs they will oblige you to oblige with their coconut rasam ( and more ) in fact in many places around the world they sing vasantholsavam songs i just put a golden flower in the middle of the mawkish autumn creeper helpless in that's all i could do and ran away in awe of a grammar which somehow respected vasantholsavam in its own new incarnation the grammar let us now grow old in our imagination a brain is a small place without fantasies and so every brain is a big place of bending because of prudent vasantholsavam this verse grows times vasantholsavams my children are playing and i with them let them play till the edge of life let math, science and economics give them more vasantholsavams more colors more hues more life
by Syed Rizwaan Ahamed

April 18, 2016 at 10:21AM
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