Andal - a composition.

Ages ago, s~ and a~ decided to get creative and I decided to piggyback on the brainstorming process in the hope that some of the good stuff gets into my grey cells also and the result follows:

s~ wrote:

kOdhai avaL, pEdhai avaL,
thenkiLai rAdhai avaL;
soodi koduththAL avaL, nAdi thudiththAL avaL,
ranganai koodi mudiththAL aval.

rs~ wrote:

Daughter of the earth, infatuated so,
O, Radhai of the South,
who touched and sanctified,
pined in impassioned anticipation,
and became one with Rangan!

a~ sang!

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Farewell.

I wish I could write poems,
two lines to talk about you and me?

If I could only sing,
a song that's ours even when there's no us?

A rough sketch on a panel to remind me of your smile?
But, my hands remain still, the panel blank...

I thought our goodbye would be more than sad smiles and tear-filled eyes,
more than a firm hand-shake and a quick "Good bye".
Did I see it in a movie?
The long-drawn embrace and my face buried in your shoulders?
A smoke-filled reality that never was?

How then can I remember you? Your silly grins, your crooked nose,
your unkempt locks, falling over laughing eyes?

Perhaps, I will.
Now and then, when I close my eyes, or look into the distance.

Perhaps, I'll still hear you talk and laugh.
Now and then, when I sit in silence, or moments before I sleep.

I wish I didn't. But, I do. I do remember you.

S~ suggested "Memory", I initially called it "Old times", maybe I should call it "You"...have no idea what to call it now or if it's even worth searching for the right title...wrote it as I thought of friends who have left, romance somehow found it's way in; I am cursed, I can't write without my writing heavily doused in romance...oh well, whatever.

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