tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-297447112024-02-20T18:01:44.021-08:00Lullabies of a devilIts a lullaby of life..Ranjith ARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580761571242988119noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29744711.post-79345877299425681362008-07-31T07:41:00.000-07:002008-07-31T07:42:23.614-07:00MePoetry and gentle breezes<br />forever go together,<br />from a sunny day in May<br />until the glory of September.<br />I feel I am a solitary cloud,<br />floating over hallowed ground;<br />summer wind and nature's bounty<br />spin my world around.<br />In morning's light of day<br />your poems shine with colour,<br />the whirlwind of true romance<br />makes them sparkle like no other.<br />In the beauty of your face<br />I admire nature's perfection,<br />pushed and so inspired am I<br />to kiss your dear reflection.<br />So let your bright light shine,<br />as we wander hills together,<br />from a sunny day in May<br />until the glory of September.Ranjith ARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580761571242988119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29744711.post-1155889535243350392006-08-18T01:25:00.000-07:002006-08-18T01:25:35.290-07:00Rain...<a href="http://www.ranjithcherpu.blogspot.com/">Lullubies of a devil</a><br /><br />I just need shelter from the rain,<br />because I was seconds away from telling you...<br />I let the words escape my lips,<br />but then i took them back<br /><br />We run around in circles<br />and i'm beginning to wonder if i'll ever catch you<br /><br />I just need shelter from the rain<br />because I heard your voice and everything changed<br /><br />You are my shadow that I hide behind<br />because i'm not strong enough<br />to show you who I really am<br /><br />I just need someplace to hide<br />and i won't stay long...<br /><br />Just until the rain stops<br /><br />Seems like there's always some reason<br />to avoid what's real,<br />to avoid us,<br />I always look to you to do<br />what I cannot<br />Be who i can't be<br />I always look to you for shelter<br />but, yet...<br /><br />You are the rain.Ranjith ARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580761571242988119noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29744711.post-1155484779163905912006-08-13T08:59:00.000-07:002006-08-13T08:59:39.193-07:00Lullubies of a devil<a href="http://www.ranjithcherpu.blogspot.com/">Lullubies of a devil</a><br /><br />Njan enneyariyaathe ninneyarinju...<br />Nee ninne ariyaathe enneyum...<br />Pinne njan enneyarinjappol ninneyariyaatheyaayi...<br />Nee ninneyarinjappol enneyum<br />Nammal veendum aparichitharaayi...Ranjith ARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580761571242988119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29744711.post-1150361376735182172006-06-15T01:26:00.000-07:002006-06-15T01:49:36.753-07:00Love becomes BloodLove is formed and hearts are wasted,<br />Crushed to pieces and torn apart.<br />Evil lovers stabbing their back,<br />Taking what's left of their black heart.<br /><br />What once was love has turned to ice,<br />It crossed the line and turned to blood.<br />Bleeding hearts fill the entire room,<br />Leaving victims no one to trust.<br /><br />Sitting alone in the bathroom,<br />Washing every inch of her skin.<br />Scraping away all the disgust,<br />Drowning in all her shame within.<br /><br />Voices, Voices, Unknown voices,<br />Screeching and deafening her ears.<br />Bleeding, Bleeding, Crimson bleeding,<br />Taking her away to her fears.<br /><br />That one deadly kiss went to far,<br />Torturing her body, Mind and soul.<br />Her bleeding heart lays in a grave,<br />But no one knows her life he stole<br /><br />The girl is no more,but he is in<br />In between the doldrums of agony<br />scattering himself all around<br />with a deafening silence for he stoodRanjith ARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580761571242988119noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29744711.post-1150357902220592802006-06-15T00:49:00.000-07:002006-06-15T00:51:42.226-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3165/3177/1600/ranj1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3165/3177/320/ranj1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ranjith ARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580761571242988119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29744711.post-1150354960992358722006-06-14T23:59:00.000-07:002006-06-15T00:02:41.003-07:00The nature of lifeLife is a tantalizing ocean; the more you profusely swim in it; the more it envelops your cloudburst of inexplicable agonies; with its enchantingly rhapsodic tanginess,<br /><br />Life is a ravishing cloud; the more insatiably you float in it; the more it encapsulates your monotonously beleaguered senses; in an entrenchment of mystically voluptuous sensuousness,<br /><br /> Life is a blazing Sun; the more unflinchingly you stare at it; the more it magnanimously bequeaths upon you the tenacity; to surge relentlessly forward towards your philanthropically divine goals,<br /><br />Life is a tingling dewdrop; the more bountifully you caress it; the more it enshrouds every element of your disastrously dwindling persona; with majestically tranquil compassion,Ranjith ARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580761571242988119noreply@blogger.com0