Thoughtless I Am Poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan

When the fathomless mystery of life,
Hover me and I was left thoughtless,
I lose the fragrance of life,
I lose the golden crown of pride,
I am left with no melliflous voice,
I am like one left among the caravan,
That wades through the sand storm.
I am destined to walk barefooted,
Over the red hot barren chest of earth.
I am judged to undergo the thirst,
with the burning but shiny sun overhead,
I am blessed to loiter hither and tither,
with the deepest desire to sight an oasis,
I was made to be on the arrow-bed,
longing with a heart to welcome a spring.
My thoughts bleed when the world bleed,
with the bite of venom breaching snakes.
My thoughts dwindle to the deep sea,
And fade and melt in the unrelenting waves.