Habeeburahman Thaliyil Abdulla

You alone I love, you alone I worship. [Poem]

Until I die my breath will guard you,
And my memories after.
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My blood sinks into a crystal glass
In trio colour.
It flows
No drought can dry it,
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You left me in the chamber where
Death alone smelt.
I fear nothing in the darkness
Save your absence.
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"Learning is the right and duty of each man and woman"
[MUHAMMED Peace be Upon HIM, The last Prophet]
Oh, Malala, pray for you here a Muslim in Sujood.
Still echoes in the desert of Madina,
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Let me drink the wine of love,
Until we die of it intoxicated.
Let s start our day with a drink,
Until we bathe in it tonight.
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Fair lady tonight
I can read a poem to you
Verses of love unrequited.
Fair lady tonight
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Let's stone ourselves to death
Because we couldn't stone them to;
Don't tear me apart
I am your sister, I am your mother
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Love and long for love
Until the trumpet is blown
And rain down to earth again.
Rain drops are lovers who never die
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Take me from anything you like;
But not your love and my desire for you
Without, I am nothing but a form flesh
Shadows, we were once each other.
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Childhood creeps like a snake
Climbing the ladder
Play snake and ladder
Ebb and flow of happiness
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What is love?
My beloved asked me.
I had never thought of it before.

I chewed Words Worth, my favorites
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Graves come alive
When it rains.
Windows to eternity
Souls of love lost
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Domes,
Dunes of sands softened into
Skylines of lights
Cluster of cabins on roads
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What is friendship?
Spaces
Where
Vanity disclosed
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I still wish to wet in his PAPER Rains,
As I did it in my childhood.
Ah, it is as cool as hailstones
When it befalls over and above me
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When I behold the starry sky on the eve of Christmas,
The stars hanging everywhere
A shabby old star still hangs in my heart too
I remember the word above all words
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Birthday is to remember that we are not yet grown
And we are always growing too
So young
So charming
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do not wait for
the last minutes
do not wait for
the last days
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Ask the dead about breath
They will answer life
Ask the living about death
They will speak hate
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When the cells of remembrance chemoed
My mother died with my childhood
My father with my valuable possessions
Hanged on the mango tree just before.
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