time and bride

Time and a bride..... Oh. . It's the inner chamber of the castle, Time ticks as breathes. . . Outside curtains of the chamber,, Open in the winds, As tattered veils detached, From the ongoing time Here,time ticks as breathes.... Here,it stays as a widow , Looking on to the warfields.. Here, time ticks as breathes... Here,it's on body Nailing the past honey moons..... Inside the chamber.... Dim lights are for spiders and shadows, Here, dim lights also for dreams, As witches, As angels Inside the chamber, Time ticks as breathes. .. Here,I don't know I am the slave without a face.... (C) Ravindranath kunnath Kochi, Kerala, India