What kind of Mystery its all about...

The Mysteries spoken about in this page are the thoughts i see and i feel. We live in a world which we have never seen or we have never experienced and hence aptly titles every moment is a mystery. These mysteries mainly about life i see and venture , about a movie fanatics journey of watching cinema and their reviews , a fanatic of Music and sound, a photo enthusiast and a travel bug. Peep in , you can take atleast a smile when you move out !!!

As said , its an innocent world which we are peeping in daily !!!

Thursday, September 9, 2010

சுட்டும்விழிச் சுடர் : a tribute to my beloved

சுட்டும்விழிச் சுடர்தான்,- கண்ணம்மா!
சூரிய சந்திரரோ?
வட்டக் கரியவிழி,- கண்ணம்மா!
வானக் கருமைகொல்லோ?
பட்டுக் கருநீலப் - புடவை
பதித்த நல்வயிரம்
நட்ட நடுநிசியில் - தெரியும்
நக்ஷத்தி ரங்களடீ!


சோலைமல ரொளியோ - உனது
சுந்தரப் புன்னகைதான்?
நீலக்கட லலையே - உனது
நெஞ்சி லலைகளடீ!
கோலக்குயி லோசை - உனது
குரலி னிமையடீ!
வாலைக் குமரியடீ,- கண்ணம்மா!
மருவக் காதல்கொண்டேன்.


சாத்திரம்பேசுகிறாய்,- கண்ணம்மா!
சாத்திர மேதுக்கடீ
ஆத்திரங் கொண்டவர்க்கே,- கண்ணம்மா!
சாத்திர முண்டோடீ?
மூத்தவர் சம்மதியில் - வதுவை
முறைகள் பின்புசெய்வோம்;
காத்திருப் பேனோடீ?- இது பார்,
கன்னத்து முத்தமொன்று!

Eyes are the only reason for beauty isn't. Beauty as embarrassed by Keats, i join him , as the only thing i knew on earth and indeed still survive to know. Beauty lies really on  the  eyes of beholder and when the subject of beauty shall be the eyes, and ye are the only reason for knowing and describing the beauty. isn't? As similar to the Beauty of the eyes can be compared to varied emotions a eye can bring forth , the varied emotions of landscape a human can see , i shall compare the eyes of my beloved and its beauty. The beloved eyes of my beloved are captured similar to the innumerable shooting starts twinkling at the dusk , just like my restless eyes to watch.

Your smile , my beloved shall be compared to the alluring grandeur of the garden with its magnificent beauty. The waves of blue ocean shall be compared to your thoughts which blossom as a beauty. Birds voice is yours and my beloved your voice is as sweet as cuckoo. Life teaches every human the innocence to live and that make my beloved to be in live with you.

Culture and tradition are being taught to you and i m not one to care for the same , and the reason i m in love with you. Lets break the tradition if you wish which i m for and if you feel we are in a hurry , let our wedding happen later as decided , but till then,   , i m just in require of a enchanting kiss on my cheek , my beloved,