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These lines are for you, my heart

All my lines were for you

But now I admit openly

These verses are for you, my heart


This eve is beautiful

Calm, serene, yet –

The waves of uneasiness is still there

You always tend to look at that broken portrait

You always listen to that old melancholic

Ravishing tale which was once so sweet

But now turned bitter with passing seasons


Season changed and now…

You always tend to worship your new plant that you water with love

You admiringly look at that picture of your soul

But why, you, my heart…

Why when you have the picture of your Soul and budding pious tales from Him

Why You always fear that age old tale and that broken picture…

Seasons change

Dear Heart be ready…

You have the picture of your Soul and budding pious tales from Him that your God has gifted you

©Ammu Sree

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Random thoughts

Wet me with tears
Burn me with thoughts
The world is too heavy for my frail palms
The land is so distant
And I’m drowning in the midst.

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അറുതിയില്ലാത്തൊരീ ഭ്രാന്തമോഹങ്ങളെ

കാലത്തിൻ പാശത്താൽ കെട്ടിയാട്ടിടം

എരിഞ്ഞ ചിതയിലെ കനലുകെടുംമുന്നേ

കുടുക്കുപൊട്ടിച്ചവൻതൻ കഴുത്തറുത്തിടാം….

കരഞ്ഞ മുഖങ്ങൾ കരിഞ്ഞ മുഖങ്ങൾ

ഇണചേർന്നതിൻ ശേഷം മറഞ്ഞ മൃഗങ്ങൾ

കരഞ്ഞ മിഴികൾ നിറഞ്ഞ വയർകൾ

തളർന്ന മെയ്കളിൽ പിടഞ്ഞ മനങ്ങൾ

ഇനിയുമെത്ര കാതങ്ങൾ താണ്ടണം

അറുതിയില്ലാത്തൊരീ ഭ്രാന്തമോഹങ്ങളെ

കാലത്തിൻ പാശത്താൽ കെട്ടിയാട്ടിടാൻ


നടക്കിലൊരിക്കലും എൻ മൗനസ്വപ്നങ്ങൾ…

കാലന്മാർ എന്നെ തിരയുന്നപ്പോലെ

അവർതൻ പാശങ്ങളെന്നെ മുറുക്കുന്ന പോലെ

കാലം കലികാലമെന്നോർത്തില്ല ഞാൻ

മൗനസ്വപ്നങ്ങളുമായി മടങ്ങയാണ് ഞാൻ…

നിറഞ്ഞ മിഴികൾ അടച്ചു വെച്ചുഞാൻ.


പ്രണയംനടിച്ച് കവർന്ന ദേഹവും

ഒടുവിൽ ചിതയിലായ് എരിഞ്ഞമർന്നിടും

എന്റെ ചിതയിലെ ചുവപ്പുമാറും മുന്നേ

അടുത്ത പെണ്ണിന്റെ ചടങ്ങ് തുടങ്ങിടും

മടക്കയാത്രയിൽ ഞാൻ കേട്ടിടും

കരിഞ്ഞ മുഖങ്ങൾതൻ നിലവിളികളും

കപട മുഖങ്ങൾതൻ ഗർജനങ്ങളും…

©Ammu Sree

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Dreamy girl

(Image: Meihuida wall sticker)

She was made up not of a single dream

But many,with vibrant colours.

One day, she felt stressy and strained!

Focus on one – they’re like

Pies in the sky – Some rung in her ears.

But she was a little crazy naughty girl

Who loved to see dreams…

She quickly made her plans,

She quietly knitted her wings,

She slowly flew up to the sky,

And ate her sweet dreamy pies.

©️Ammu Sree

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[Image courtesy:

Rain is dear to me…

The cool breeze along with

The chattering shower,

Kiss the ground and my cheeks.

It pacifies me,

Cools down my agony,

Gives pleasure to my eyes,

This rain is dear to me…

How enticingly it purifies everything!

How miraculously it gives rebirth

To the weak and the tired!

©Ammu Sree

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Book of the day

Short reads


Author : P N Murray

Pages. : 44

Genre : Self – help

One can have no smaller or greater mastery than mastery of oneself .

– Leonardo Da Vinci

Characteristics of people with Self Mastery:

  • Highly Optimistic
  • Compassionate and Grateful
  • Wise and Understanding
  • Grit and Perseverance

What Self Mastery isn’t:

It doesn’t mean you’re perfect and you no longer have any weaknesses. On the contrary it means you’ve accepted your weakness, integrated them into your life, and learned how to make the best out of these.

Why Self mastery is important?

  • You can control your emotions
  • Self mastery makes you competent

Obstacles to Self Mastery

  • Fear
  • Doubt
  • Negativity

Where to find Self Mastery Tools?

  • Know yourself better
  • Ask yourself right questions
  • Use the help of experts
  • Exercise and Meditate

How to improve and make Self Mastery Skills?

  • Keep a Positive Attitude
  • Breathe deeply
  • Visualize being your Best Self

There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving and that’s your own self.

– Aldous Huxley

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Life concern

Sometimes all of a sudden your dreams start to change….or you find another aspect of potential…

Life concern for a poor is “present moment”

Life concern for a rich is “future”

Whereas for a middle class life concern moves from “goal to goal”

©Ammu Sree

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Dreams are whispers we speak to our own hearts,

Thoughts form in clusters after listening to them,

Dreamer transforms them into the realm of possibility.

In all these moments, the soul keeps them safe inside the heart’s chamber

Dreamer becomes an untiring farmer in his work-fields of dreams

Finally, one day, his first seed of dream starts to sprout,

He witnesses its tender growth and bloom,

He witnesses his once dried field, slowly changes into an alluring garden.

Now also, he calls himself as a dreamer,

But, for others, he’s an achiever.

©Ammu Sree