Sunday, June 12, 2005

Deck I stand, find simple drop surfing..


Much adored face is forgotten
Such pains is daily begotten

World with million splendors
Lord, some still ponders

Let us sing, dance joyous freedom
Get all serve those in martyrdom

Sky falls, never we terrified
Dry minds wet and glorified

Forest burns down to dust
Dearest kin come in vast

Floods rising tides open gates
Deeds take you in eight currents

Crows remind cloud hued Krishna
Vows to see helping hands rising

Dance Kummi, beat the measure
Lance blackout, win the unsure

Harming others, selfish desire
Humming creed, rise to spire

Fill time at the ocean heights
Will seeing you come to delights

Knowing you well I surrender
Beaconing goals keeping farther

Dreamed in bleary moonlight, my friend
Surfing, a sky harbour to descend

Lurking for your love in breezy meadow
Hearing you speak Thamizh, rivers flow

Speck on the cheeks ever abiding
Deck I stand, find simple drop surfing