I.P. GOPIKRISHNAN PISHARODY

La la……la la… lalallala……..
Lala……lala……lallalalaa…

I love my Papa,
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HEY! My sky,
How old are you?
What is your colour?
Why you not talking with me,
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In the moonlight,
night in east woods;
my mind is wandering back;
of peaceful memories;
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Forty years after the war,
through out nation, which silent dew
the six- day war, but
Its reverberate, still in nation
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Atham! Onam came… Onam came
Onam came to my home
Every body happy with joy
Bubbling the drops of water
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I discover the lost routes,
that one wrong turn does;
one mind, does it
and start to play with modern;
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I have chased and,
beyond myself and others;
my thirsty heart is still dreaming,
I try to reunite my soul;
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At last he came outside from the pupa,
he saw the world of beauty;
his wings are very beautiful and glows in light
he fly from one flower to another
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Friendship is the breeze
where you can’t hold it,
but you feels it.
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An ounce of blood is worth more,
than a pound of friendship.
He is the true friend that;
never be trays.
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I made up my mind, to die;
she is thinking about me,
for a long time,
with out any illusions;
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Yellow flowers are flowered
here and there,
the symbol of Love and Wealth
“Vishu” the new month of kerala
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The river of tears,
with and ever end flow
Sun is to getoff from his duty
But he is with them, with his duty
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Life has taught us that sound
does not consist in gazing each other,
but in looking outward,
as one in the same path
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She told me her wish, her sweet wish
with her sweet words, she held
all her sweet wishes in an tiny canister;
“PEACE”, she gave the name to that canister
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Today sun waked up very early,
I took a walk in the village road;
I often start my dawn this muddy way,
With Coconut trees on each side,
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I saw the clay of cemeteries to be dry;
always dry for ever life.
In the winter nights,
the rain will pass trough the valley;
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Bubbles, you are floating holes;
reflecting spheres as little rainbow head,
glued as magnet,
liquid crystal balls,
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Her thoughts, always went down,
in the dark passage ways;
she sleeps alone, on that corner
away from the rest of world
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Last night, in my dream,
you came as an Angel;
happy in the way, a Nightingale in spring
the wake of dark skies,
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