[ Famous works: Karutha Kallu (Dark stone), Vellam ethra lalithamaanu, Meenkaran, Orfuse, Manja Parannal, Chandranodoppam..]
Black is also a spirit.
I was the butterfly.
Carved on the black rock.
Butterfly? Really?
Yes, the black butterfly.
A painting carved on the
Black rock.
Not a butterfly,
But that was a sight in the night.
Not the stone faded under the heat,
The rocks with no rights to fade.
Black is not just a spirit
But a power source too.
Rocks that love the dark.
Without question,
In numbness,
In the rough stones,
Without knowing colours,
Loving the dark in the dark,
Dark rocks rock forever.
To hear the songs of birds,
In the woods, I sat alone,
In the rocks, in the black rock,
In the depths of the woods,
In the silence and,
On the banks of the river.
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