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I pull skeins of sleep
And roll them up
To spread on me
As I lie down to die
Let them smother
Dreams and memories
In their dark velvety
Shrouds, wrapping me
On my way
To my original home
She waits for me
Her long black hair unbound
Which appear to you as
clouds
Her warm bosom
Melting the ice fence of
Kailasam
You perceive to be rain
I shall die in Dakshinaayanam
The inauspicious time
to go
Where the borrower
Moon holds sway
Not the rich Sun who
pays
A wavering Moon’s debts
It is okay if I am bound
My flighty mind as
steady
As the time between
New Moon and Full
Moon
Dear soft night.
*Thiruvathira Thirunal Lakshmi Bayi is the 12th Princess of the erstwhile royal family of Travancore.
