[ Kaanekkane, Randaayi murichathu,Kaate kadale, Kalamkaari, Lalitham...]
Poems in the snail and in the attic.
Poems in the rod and the rust.
In the words and in the glance.
In the speed of fish tilting their heads,
PP can see the song in the dust.
Poems in the rod and the rust.
Poems in the snail and in the attic.
Blending in the mixture,
The colours of the rainbow,
Into the poems of colours.
Poems in the atoms, in the parades,
To flow in a unique path,
Became the pathway of poems.
In the speed of fish tilting their heads,
PP can see the song in the dust.
Poems in the rod and the rust.
Poems in the snail and in the attic.
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