Six Sentence Story: Blooming

Though the waiting is so long I don’t get tired of it. For our understanding transcends the thinking capability of men. Only you can bring out the best in me. Working together we have made a remarkable progress that makes people look at us with astonishment and awe. Our relationship has been so long lasting that love is the word they created for it, even that word cannot explain the depth of the feelings between us. I, earth, shall bloom and blossom when you, rain, kiss me. 

எண்ணிக்கை

புலம்பல்கள் ஆயிரம்

வடிகால்கள் சில்லறை

எண்ணங்கள் கோடி

வார்த்தைகள் சில நூறு

பார்ப்பவை அதிகம்

மனதில் நிற்ப்பவை ஒன்றிரண்டு

சத்தங்கள் கணக்கில்லை

அதன் அர்த்தங்கள் கை விரல்களில் அடங்கும்

லட்சியம் கணக்கிடுகிறேன்

எட்டுபவை எண்ணுகிறேன் 

The thoughts in a young night

The night is young, and the mind is full of thoughts

The heart yearns for an ear

To listen with ‘hmm’ and ‘mmm’ is not the end

An exchange of hopelessness to hope

A discussion of insecurities to strength

A conversation on doubts and confusions to clarity

An ear, a heart, a mouth and a mind is all the night wants

Why do days move to a young night of hope?

To speak out my heart and mind into a mouthpiece aloud

Without the realization of being a psychopath

To talk, just talk

Un-judgemental, un-advising, un-condescending

Unlike anyone I have met

The more of Them I meet, the less of Them I want to talk to

Walking is the solace in unending roads

Notebook and pen the sentinels of my secrets and thoughts

Through words, thoughts get an expression

But Them I do not want any more

Without Them and happy is the way to walk

Maybe tomorrow the young night might unburden my heart and mind