THE SUM IS NOT KNOWN
The sum is not known
One cannot understand the mind
Eyes are searching for one
What is it?
Wind that blows from south
Is gentle breeze
That makes me soft and fine
Your speech is like honey with milk
Eyes are searching for you
When I cannot see
My mind is suffering like a
Fish out of water
The musical Veenai was idle
Figures played on this and the music
Tracked my mind with sweet
Melody
Just I was waiting a time as this
Green pack fruit will be ripped
But this is like parrot found
The fruit is of silk cotton, not fruit
Thousands of sights may be, even then
Eyes are longing for one thing
Only one thing that is your coming only,
When you are not here
Mind is flattering like the wings of
White bird takes off from the tree
I am happy to see just as a child
Waiting for mother
-Ayyan - 21012011
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