I was dreaming.
The wind, the cold,
The sound of crackers.
The stars, the songs,
The jingling bells of joy.
Walking in a merry chase,
With all my dearest people,
I saw all the scenes.
I saw all the scenes.
The Moon spread its joy on us,
We talked without stopping.
The wind was cold and soft,
We walked on a dusty road.
I was so happy that i was there.
The world meant so much to me.
I felt no grief,
I felt no pain.
....
When i woke up in the night,
I knew what i was dreaming about.
This was my first Christmas
Away from home.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
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ജിനീഷേ,
എന്താ ഈ കാണുന്നെ??? കവിതകളോ... അതും മലയാളത്തിലും ഇംഗ്ലീഷിലും...
ഹൊ.. ഞാന് ഞെട്ടി ....
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