Tag: journey

பயணம்

Payanam song cover image

For English translation of this poem, please view below YouTube video and turn captions on…

பாரென்னும் விரியலில்…
அதிகாலை வேளையில்…
அதிசய மாற்றம்…
கண்டேன்…

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A Gentle Sob

It was a beautiful journey
Down the green mountain valley.
Cheerful and gay
I looked forward to every day.

The noise of the engine
Never spoiled our chatter;
The sounds of others around
Was lost in our laughter.

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Escape From Reality

In all effectiveness fear fuels hatred, lust beckons anguish, greed sows the seed of misery and jealousy douses the flame of love. If only we know what we do to ourselves through words said and unsaid, through actions done and withheld, then, perhaps there is more chance to free ourselves from unwonted ends, escape from unexpected twists of fate and maybe even find a better salvation to our otherwise miserable souls!

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Just Another Bus Journey

The world keeps moving.

When I say moving, I don’t mean revolving or rotating around something. I mean moving as in travelling in a linear path. And when I say so, it is only logical that everything associated with the world does.

Anything from the dust to sand to worms to birds to animals, everything does; and so do the sun, the planets and the whole cosmos – whatever you see and don’t, whatever you want to see and you don’t wish to either.

It is something like a very big bus journey, only the destination is still way too far for numbers to hold (in terms of any unit)!

In a way, for us, the world is the center of the universe – no matter what science may suggest.

When we are in a journey what’s more fun than having a riot? Play games, and when the bus is this big, we have so many to meet, so much to do; the limits of time are bound to be squashed by the mere dimensions of the bus!
So we end up playing games like, you know, birth, death and rebirth and travel from this planet to another, meet people, things, become things, try doing mundane things like speaking or writing to convey thoughts and sometimes don’t do anything at all, but just look out of the window and think of the travel and wonder who we are, why we are here and what to do in the future; we morons still associate time with ourselves and vice-versa, even when we’ve realized it is futile!

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The Train Journey

I came running onto the platform,
To embark on a magical journey
Through moving mountains, over rivers;
Through dark tunnels and black forests.

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Memories

Memory of your mom’s love and care
Keeping you glad!

Memory of that one silly wish
Making you blush!

Memory of your first love,
Turning autumn to spring!

Memory of those naughty things

Reminding you of your little sins!
Memory of that one good deed
Filling your head with pride!

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