Give me back
My precious dawns
A cup of tea
And my favourite newspaper.
Give me back
My romantic evenings
Golden moments of friendship
Time which I spend in the library
And smell of those old books.
Take away those shots-
Bolt and Isinbayeva
Instead of Che and Jasmine.
This is how a depressed mind thinks
Whose valentine remains as
A distant dream
Whose mind was conquered
By loneliness
And here comes the time to wake up
Someone calls me from the sleep
Suddenly the alarm starts ringing
It's 3.30 a.m.
About Me
- Shiyaz Rahuman
- Documentation Specialist at Suchitwa Mission, Thiruvananthapuram. Previously worked with Mathrubhumi International Festival of Letters, Ministry of Information & Broadcasting (New Delhi), Doordarshan News (New Delhi), Royal Arrow Electromechanical LLC (Dubai), e-Triage Training Center (Dubai), The New Indian Express, Madhyamam and Kerala Kaumudi.
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