sasikumari

sasikumari

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Biography

I write a lot of poems and lyrics.I have won many prizes for my poems.Not good at singing.I prefer to write romantic poems.I am a doctor by profession now working in the field of HIV

Lyrics

The Monsoon Ail

Written By: O.Sasikumary

When alone I stand watching the showers,
I wish you were here, on whose shoulders
I would rest my head, forgetting all pain
Though I know these desires are in vain.

In monsoon we made a lot of love,
But from me you are far away now.
Every rain drop pricks my heart,
Wondering truly what made us depart.

When alone I stand watching the showers,
I wish you were here, on whose shoulders
I would rest my head, forgetting all pain
Though I know these desires are in vain.

When the stormy night makes me shudder,
With the flashing lightning and the thunder.
I remember with you, the nights were calm,
Whole night long we cuddled to be warm

. When alone I stand watching the showers,
I wish you were here, on whose shoulders
I would rest my head, forgetting all pain
Though I know these desires are in vain.

I leave the doors half open everyday,
With the hope that you will come one day,
In this noisy monsoon I may not hear,
You might knock and keep waiting, I fear.

. When alone I stand watching the showers,
I wish you were here, on whose shoulders
I would rest my head, forgetting all pain
Though I know these desires are in vain.

My love to you was always sincere,
What made you hate me is not clear.
When you long to see me and come back,
Will it be too late, in this fading track?

. When alone I stand watching the showers,
I wish you were here, on whose shoulders
I would rest my head, forgetting all pain
Though I know these desires are in vain.

Even if I die and am gone for ever,
In every part of this hill, you will hear,
The monsoon rains and my ailing voice,
Repent not; maybe I wasn’t the right choice

. When alone I stand watching the showers,
I wish you were here, on whose shoulders
I would rest my head, forgetting all pain
Though I know these desires are in vain.

O.Sasikumary
sasikumarimohan@gmail.com