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It’s one of those endless nights

When the world around you disappears

Leaving you all alone

In a cruel desert

With Misery, for company.


The Devil beckons to you

Waving The Past as a clever bait

And you,

Being the fool that you are

Cheered by good old Misery

Run to get The Past

To hold it, to save it,

To treasure it,

Not knowing that it’s nothing

But Poison, in disguise.


The kind of poison

That doesn’t kill instantly

But sucks the soul out of you

Slowly, but surely.


What was once sweet

Now tastes bitter

What once felt safe

Is now scary

What was once beautiful

Is just unrecognizable


You crave life,

Peace and sleep.


But Oh dear heart

Did you forget

That you live in a desert

Which can only be wet

By the tears you shed?

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Have Mercy

Dear Night
I’ve heard that you bring darkness
But for me, you bring daggers
Would you have mercy?

Dear Time
I’ve heard that you cure
But to me, you seem to kill
Would you have mercy?

Dear Life
I’ve heard that you go on
But for me, you have stood still
Would you have mercy

Dear Love
I thought you made hearts stay
But you’ve taken my soul away
Will you not show mercy?

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NaLLendRandRe Yaamam (நள்ளென்றன்றே யாமம்) – A Translation

Inspired by a post by @kurunthokai on Twitter, I have translated a poem that I really liked when I read it. Part of the reason I did it is that I identify with that poem. A lot of us will, I guess.

It’s amazing how the emotions of people are the same regardless of the time in which they live in – love, anger, envy, anxiety, happiness. Someone, hundreds of years ago, felt the same things you and I feel today – it’s quite overwhelming. It’s also quite interesting to note that, when each of us goes through an emotional struggle, we feel that we are the only ones to suffer such a pain- the fact of the matter is, we are not alone. To each of us, our struggles seem so huge to us, that we assume that everyone else is doing just fine and they have no idea.

In short, to say it in Twitter lingo, #ThatThatManThatThatTrouble.:D

But that is what this poem brings out. It beautifully brings out the emotional struggle that a woman goes through when she is away from her beloved in a simple yet honest manner.

Needlesss to say, it’s even more beautiful and convincing when read in iniya thamizh.

Here is the poem:

நள்ளென்றன்றே யாமம் சொல் அவிந்(து)
இனிது அடங்கினரே மாக்கள் முனிவு இன்று
நனந்தலை உலகமும் துஞ்சும்
ஓர் யான் மன்ற துஞ்சாதேனே

எழுதியவர் – பதுமனார்
திணை – நெய்தல் திணை

Here is Kurunthogai’s excellent illustration on it:

Inspired from this, I have attempted to translate it too. Though it’s not an exact language translation and it’s near impossible to do justice to the original, I have tried. Do feel free to read and share your thoughts.


Oh, the dark, dense night is here!
And with it comes a quiet,
That envelopes the air
As daylight clears

The day is at its close
With its every sound dead,
For every living soul
Has retired peacefully to bed

The whole wide world
Is blissfully asleep
Free from the wretched claws
Of bitterness and envy

Alas, but here I am
The only Cursed One, I think –
For I am just unable
To even sleep a wink.

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The Big Joke

Who else but she
Who cries herself to sleep
Knows the meaning of joy

Who else but she
Who fights battles in her head
Knows the relief of peace

Who else but she
Who let herself be fooled
Knows the pain of the truth

Who else but she
Who has been cast away forever
Knows the need for love

Who else but she
Who has killed her own heart
Knows the power of hope

Who else but she
Who fell for an illusion
Knows the big joke called Life


Why didn’t you know?

Didn’t the night always know
That the Sun would be back
To give it the light
It was meant to have?

Didn’t the earth always know
That the rain would be back
To quench its thirst
After a spell of drought?

Didn’t the rock always know
That the tide would be back
To embrace it again
Despite kissing it Goodbye?

Then I wonder why you didn’t know
What the night knew
What the earth knew
What the rock knew
And what I knew


Where are you?

Corners of my heart
That I never knew existed
Are being ripped apart
Where are you?

Memories haunt me
Night and day
My mistakes do too
By the way

I’ve been talking to walls
I am at the end of my rope
I’ve lost myself
And all hope

It’s been ages
Since the heart
Felt the smiles
That the lips now feign

Would this suffice
Or would you like
To see me in more distress
So you can show up,
My elusive “Mister Knight
In shining armour”?

What are you doing?
Where are you going?
Why aren’t you here now,
While I am in pain?

I cannot wait
For you to wipe my teary cheek
So shall we stop playing
Hide and Seek?

Throw my coffin open
Light up my heart
And you will mean
The world to me


A Familiar Stranger

I went back to wipe a little child’s tears
Tears that I thought I had caused
But in his place was a familiar stranger
Who made me weep instead

(Continued from “The Donut Wasn’t Mine)


The End

When the last rays of hope vanish
And there’s darkness around you and within
You close your eyes to find the light
That you were too blind to see back then

When the final nail in the coffin is hit
With the same hands that held you tight
Isn’t it but good old Fate
Making darn sure that you repaid?

And Repay it is that you will
As you lie alone and still
Soul lost, heart frozen
But memory – just fine

Until someday a new ray of hope
Throws your coffin open
And for once you won’t greet it
With a gentle Goodbye Kiss


The Road Mistaken

(Inspired from “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost, to tell a different story)

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry, I tried to travel both.
As one traveler, too long I stood,
With one road in my head,
And the other in my heart.

Then took the latter, as just as fair,
But hesitant little steps they were.
Despite the joys of the passing there,
I turned around and hurried back,
For my head messed with my heart again.

But it wasn’t without hoping,
That the road would somehow pull me back in,
Which, oh, it of course didn’t!
So I found myself
At crossroads again.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
But this time I saw just one, for the other did not matter.
I went back on the road I traveled by,
Excited to tread on the leaves again,
But for me, it had just the thorns and stones.

I shall be saying this with a sigh,
Somewhere ages and ages hence,
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And I – I took the one I wasn’t meant to take,
And that has made all the difference.

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It wanders about

Like a feather in air

From here to there

Leading you nowhere

It plays lame tricks

Like the “rabbit and the hat”

Yet you fall for it

And watch, hardly batting an eyelid

It flips over and over

Like a coin tossed up in the air

Switching from Heads to Tails

Not settling on one, for God’s sake!

But wait! Sometimes it reassures you

Like a spell of rain after drought

You laugh at yourself, wondering

How on earth all this, you could have bought

Well. You have yours

And I have mine

It, my friend

Is the funny human mind

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