In the nocturnal night, mind is refusing to rest,

when mind is resting body joins the death.

 

In the moonless day, anger refuses to calm,

when anger is calm character loses it’s charm.

 

With handful of money, I couldn’t buy a wished ring,

when the price falls down it becomes useless thing.

 

When falsehood rejoices, the truth is sleeping sound,

once everything is over justice comes clowned.

 

I opted for gratuitous  life, days and nights takes shifts,

Deceases and pain were given as milestone gifts.

 

-Sudharsana Srinivasan

 

Tamil Version :

https://viruvasan.wordpress.com/2020/05/03/%e0%ae%b5%e0%ae%be%e0%ae%b4%e0%af%8d%e0%ae%b5%e0%ae%bf%e0%ae%a9%e0%af%8d-%e0%ae%af%e0%ae%a4%e0%ae%be%e0%ae%b0%e0%af%8d%e0%ae%a4%e0%ae%99%e0%af%8d%e0%ae%95%e0%ae%b3%e0%af%8d/

 

 

 

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