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KOZHIPPURATHTH JAYAKRISHNAN JAYARAJ

Tragedy

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KOZHIPPURATHTH JAYAKRISHNAN JAYARAJ

Tragedy

BIRTHDAY

BIRTHDAY

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Orphaned.

 

 The very moment you realise,

You are the only one ,

To dream for you

 

For,

Dreams awake,

The soul,

In slumber,

 

For,

Dreams, 

Akin to life,

 

Is the most unreal

For,

Dreams,

Is where you own all, with a veiled blemish , 

 

Of being surreal

And

In every real frame of him,

I was in a sky ,

 

Over, above,

Bright and shining ,

I didn’t even dare to dream

 

For,

Unlike life,

Dreams never deceive

 

For,

Unlike truth,

Dreams are soothing,

 

For,

It doesn’t last,

Much like life,

 

For,

It disappeared,

Much before hurting,

Never ever like truth

 

 A birthday without the one, 

For whom,

 

You are forever ,

The very same newborn

 

For whom,

All your sins, 

Are mere tomfoolery

 

 Every birthday made you fresh

 

 

Every birthday now, 

But ,

Makes you old

 

For,

 One more day lost, one more day gone

And

It was not so,

Before

 

For,

You were a child ,

Who could never grow up

 

 

 For,

These people ,

Who wants you to be a kid

 

  

For,

For them you could grow up,

Grow up ,

Only to be self-made,

To be with them

 Never the one,

But,

Strong enough to be alone,

To leave them

 Every

kid grows old,

To be an orphan,

 

For,

Every orphan,

Has no one else to dream,

 For,

He wants to grow up to be safe,

To be strong

 And you are no more a kid,

Now

 

 

For,

You,

Now,

Solely own your dream ............

 

 


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