Best Poem of J thampi Jayasingh

The Lonely Tea Picker
The same red sun
Spreads his light
Through the tall pine trees,
The same silver clouds
Glitter and move towards the mounts,
The cool armies of ghost like mist
Come out of the greenish tea plants.
Now I hear a mild sweet voice
Reverberating in the
Green clothed valleys,
That cannot . . .
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Oh Full Moon
Oh Full Moon

The feeble cry of duties
Like a thorn in the flesh
Disturbs somewhere deep,
Deep in my heart.
Crowded plans and odd ambitions,
Meets, visits, and dry laughs
Pull me back, back to life.
Oh full moon
Even some moments I can’t spare
Like in the past
To drench in your c . . .
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