Salini Nair

I am the senior of my land He murmur with a sigh I need to walk myself My vision that I urge…

A new day started Possum was expected But the shine was so invasive New mess in the play started…

A slow stroll feel Yet a friction that prevail Legs are so short And it impede a long walk…

It's the shadow that screams somewhere In that pedigree there spills some unfits So as to chase the dreams But in the ground odd things that sneak…

I saw thousand at a glance Fly and sing in this paddy field Its harvest and lively But I am a caged bird beside…

I lost it, I lost it It’s my haste, that why I lost it It was my overconfidence Anyway I lost it…

Away from trouble Don’t kill Protract the vision Purify thoughts…

On a couch, almost lay A black moon spoof to unconsciousness Half way a slap of hammer that sense A storm that blow and take to a nether…

Anxiety is the terror of dreams May even come out with haste The temp of fear Wave of haste but how could protest…

All thought I am mad All under estimated I was nothing I don’t want…

Oh it's a commencement Innocence stampede at grin There the teeth never fences virtues One day tongue clog in lies…

A stampede not invited In a hurry that not forbid All the way it's a blow That wreck and protract carnage…

Its so fanatic all the way But now it comes as a lazy way It hits somewhere, but not at right Its rigid not so splendid…

On a voyage of tactics unfulfilled Time that travels on a cart of its own Curb is invisible as always A drive to the shore of alterations…

It's the time of his departure A sense that take beneath the heart Though it's for a short span It made her lament and she faded…