Sunday, August 19, 2012
Can I Stop Loving Her?
I was happy in that garden
which you asked me to tend,
it was carefree; I slept under
cool shades of big trees sans
cares or
dreams. Were you
jealous my lord? Just for a
fleeting moment? Else, why
did you break off my rib as
I was slumbering and give
me a woman? “For company”
you said. I trusted you as I
always did and loved her
with all of my heart and ate
the bitter fruit she gave me.
The sweat of my brow now
drips to the ground as I till
the cursed fields under harsh
suns; I crib not! The frozen
winter chills my bones; I cry
not! Hunger gnaws me even
as the woman nags; no issues!
But sometimes songs of Eden
come to haunt me and I pine
for the solitude of happy days
beside those singing streams!
Eden beckons with its clear
skies; fragrance intoxicates
as breezes of memory blow!
And sometimes now the wails
ofEden creeps into the
stillness
of my soul, filling it with this
yearning for a paradise lost!
It’s then that I ask, why oh
why my lord, you didn’t put a
flaming sword and cherubim
before the tree of knowledge?
Was it because you wanted to
destroy my tranquility and bliss?
Was I condemned before sinning?
Was woman a God conspiracy
against me? Can I stop loving
her and come back toEden ?
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24/08/2010 R Jayachandan
jealous my lord? Just for a
fleeting moment? Else, why
did you break off my rib as
I was slumbering and give
me a woman? “For company”
you said. I trusted you as I
always did and loved her
with all of my heart and ate
the bitter fruit she gave me.
The sweat of my brow now
drips to the ground as I till
the cursed fields under harsh
suns; I crib not! The frozen
winter chills my bones; I cry
not! Hunger gnaws me even
as the woman nags; no issues!
But sometimes songs of Eden
come to haunt me and I pine
for the solitude of happy days
beside those singing streams!
skies; fragrance intoxicates
as breezes of memory blow!
And sometimes now the wails
of
of my soul, filling it with this
yearning for a paradise lost!
It’s then that I ask, why oh
why my lord, you didn’t put a
flaming sword and cherubim
before the tree of knowledge?
Was it because you wanted to
destroy my tranquility and bliss?
Was I condemned before sinning?
Was woman a God conspiracy
against me? Can I stop loving
her and come back to
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24/08/2010 R Jayachandan
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
ONE WAY LOVE AFFAIR
Your bosom is soft as the lily
So once a poet wrote,Your heart too is soft my love
It’s the song the cupid sang
Then why be so cruel, my love
And blind to my love for you?
There’s a devil,
In your heart, my love
He’s given you a shield to wear,
Of metal stronger than steel
To blunt and even break
The arrows from cupid’s bow!
Did you not hear my love
The twang of cupid’s bow
As he aimed to pierce my heart
And fill it with love for you?
You could have lent your shield
Just for a minute my love
And saved me from the agony
Of a one way love affair!
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1980’s R Jayachandran
MIDNIGHT BLUES
It's a dark moonless night...............
The pit pat of rain,long ceased to be,
But,an awful loneliness tugs at my heart
With its icy cold fingers,as I lie in bed,
Waiting for the pink of a new dawn to break
With hope fighting desolation to its bitter end.
And everywhere an eerie silence,broken
Occasionally,by the barking of a dog,
Echoed by another,down the lane,
I lie awake this midnight,with an ashtray
Full of cigarette butts,half burnt like my dreams,
But the night has a fragrance,I long to share.............
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1980's R Jayachandran
It's a dark moonless night...............
The pit pat of rain,long ceased to be,
But,an awful loneliness tugs at my heart
With its icy cold fingers,as I lie in bed,
Waiting for the pink of a new dawn to break
With hope fighting desolation to its bitter end.
And everywhere an eerie silence,broken
Occasionally,by the barking of a dog,
Echoed by another,down the lane,
I lie awake this midnight,with an ashtray
Full of cigarette butts,half burnt like my dreams,
But the night has a fragrance,I long to share.............
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1980's R Jayachandran
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