एक शायरी

दिल में एक राज़ था
जो होटों तक आया नही
नज़रों से बातें करती थी
लफ़्ज़ों के सहारे नही
जिस के इन्तज़ार में
तमाम-ए-उम्र बीत गई
आख़िर जब वह नज़र आई तो
हम गुलाम किसी ओर के हो गये

- विनीत मोहनदास

Ente Pranayangal (My Love Affairs)

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Hê t\À¯ ioebm Rm³

Hfn¸n¨psh¨ clky NpêfpIÄ.

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Fì sNmÃn Rm³ {]Wbn¨

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Rm³ Hê ]pêjs\¶mZyadnª

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F³ _meyImekJnsbtbm,

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hkv{X ioeIfvçÅn Rm³ I­ണ്ട

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kncIfn \nWwXnfíp¶ {]mb¯nÂ

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AsXm, Hê hymgh«Imew Fs¶

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sIm¨panSp¡¯nsbtbm;

{]Wbn¨Xmtc CXn Rm³, AdnbnÃ;

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shdpw auVyamw N]eXIÄ am{Xtam

Fsâ A\izcamw {]WbKmYIÄ, AdnbnÃ.

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amdmsX ]n´pSê¶ HmÀ½Itfm

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Aebpì Rm³ വീണ്ടും 

{]Wbnçhmëw {]Wbn¡s¸Smëambn tamln¨p

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Oru Naal Varum (A Day Will Come)

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Hê \mÄ hêw

വീണ്ടും a\Xmcn ]pXpaeêIÄ hncnbpw

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\n³ ImXn a{´nçw

hncnbmsX t]msbmê

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AdnbpI, Zqsc Hê CêÄadbnÂ

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\nev¸q Rm³ \ns¶bpw Im¯p

Hêh«w IqSn \n³ aSnbn XeNmbn¨v

Hê ZoÀL \n{Zsb ]pevæhm\mbn

þ hn\oXv taml³Zmkv

Alone in the Rain

My life is shutting down in front of my eyes
And I stand like a boy, lost in the rains,
Chilled, Lonely and Frightened.
It was a tempest of life that came without a call
Destroying all that I knew as my own
Without mercy or an iota of love.
My life that was King size,
My beloveds, the pillars of my life;
The ego that gave me face,
And the greed that led to my disgrace;
All swept and flushed away,
Within the blink of my eyes,
And I looked like a fool of destiny
An actor on stage without a script.
Behind these bars life is so dark,
Just Me, my confessions,
And repentance for company.
Outside these walls will the storm ever die?
Will the birds ever sing again the songs of glee?
Will a new dawn ever come with the rays of hope?
Or will it all end in my silence
That lies at the mercy of this rope.

- Vineeth Mohandas
(Dedicated to S.Sreesanth, Indian Cricketer and all others who ruin their life chasing their greed)

Marikkunnu Manasakshi (Dying Consciousness)

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C{X Iãsam

Hê Aå {]mWnbmw aëjysâ 

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Kaathirippu (The Long Wait)

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Im¯ncn¸v

I®p\oÀ XpÅnbmbv Hgpæì

F³ \b\§fn \nìw

s\©n I\embn I¯p¶ HÀ½IÄ

Hê am{X ]dbmsX AIepì 

PohnXXn³ ]cnlmksa¶s]mÂ

HÀaabn Hcn¡epw acn¡m¯ apJ§Ä

]ns¶bpw a\ÊnÂ

Hê Icn´ncn \mfw s]mÂ

]pIbpì æät_m[Xn³ sN¦\Â..

lm.. ibn¡®w C\nbpw

F{XImew Rm³ Cu ici¿bnÂ

asämê Z£n®mb\¯n³ ]pecn¡mbn...

þ hn\oXv taml³Zmkv

The Eternal Kiss

The hour is so freezing cold
Yet my heart is on fire
With no one close by
To feel its heat
With no one near by
To see it burn.
I wish one day
Out from the Saffron sky
Will come someone
To my deserted life
Who will Kiss me
As long as my loneliness
As intense as my agony
And take me to the world
Of Eternal Life.

- Vineeth Mohandas