தொலைந்த கனா 
(Tholaintha Kanaa)

Within the wet noses 
Of the crocodiles straddling this beach 
The lukewarm river 
Lies sideways. 
Why is it 
That you are asking
For the freedom to dream?
The river that flows valiantly in torrents 
Shall wage a solo war against the sunlight 
For all to watch. 
The forest that is 
The stench of raw flesh 
Stuck between the teeth of crocodiles. 
You too, 
Brim like the river
As treasure troves of diamonds. 
White sailboats
Circle the beacon of hope in the west
And journey the hillsides of the ocean. 
In the crocodiles’ eyes that burn like copper 
A headwater of centuries’ worth of your dreams 
Flows like an ash-hued river.

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