Lost a few pages in the book of life.. noticed,
When trying to bind it all
Lost friends to the earthly cycle,
Who were with me through sins and bar mitzvah
Lost the love of my life to eternity,
Why did I stay back, for more experience?
It’s time for me to surrender to a world of emptiness
Where I can see faces, but, can’t make out who they are
Did I lose myself in transit OR is the transit lost on me?

The awakening to knowledge of yourself
Is an individual process of seeking truths
Allow the stillness and find your peace
Nothing in nature blooms for all the year
Sometimes we can not escape the darkness
But we can learn to love ourselves there and
What we find may be a blessing in disguise

For sale: life, never lived.

Never try to trick me with a kiss
Pretending that the birds are here to stay;
The dying man will scoff and scorn at this.

A stone can masquerade where no heart is
And virgins rise where lustful Venus lay:
Never try to trick me with a kiss.

Our noble doctor claims the pain is his,
While stricken patients let him have his say;
The dying man will scoff and scorn at this.

Each virile bachelor dreads paralysis,
The old maid in the gable cries all day:
Never try to trick me with a kiss.

The suave eternal serpents promise bliss
To mortal children longing to be gay;
The dying man will scoff and scorn at this.

Sooner or later something goes amiss;
The singing birds pack up and fly away;
So never try to trick me with a kiss:
The dying man will scoff and scorn at this.

A letter of intent, so clear, addressing me
written in exquisite feminine form,
in the script of love, her eyes encrypted;
only I'll be entitled to read it, none else,
and undertake the next delicate move.
It comes gliding towards me, isn't it magic?

Nothing unexpected this , in fact two pair of eyes
for a cool one week,did negotiations in intense silence
pregnant with desire, culminating in love,
                                                           ­         the scent of love
elates, it's in the morning air, binds us together, wafts!
Yes, you are the wild flower, the honeybee is here.

ഹൃദയം നുറുങ്ങി
മനസ്സുവിങ്ങി
കരള്‍ കലങ്ങി
അലമുറയിട്ടു കുത്തിഒലിച്ചു
കണ്ണിന്‍ഇടുക്കുകളെ പ്രഹരിച്ചു
കവിളിണകളെ പൊള്ളിച്ച്
ചുടുലാവയായ്‌ തീര്‍ന്നോരീ
നിലവിളിക്കണ്ണീരേ..
നിങ്ങള്‍തന്‍ ചേരുവയെന്ത്?
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ഹൃദയം ത്രസിച്ച്
മനസ്സു നിറഞ്ഞ്
കരളില്‍ പൊടിഞ്ഞ്
നുരഞ്ഞു പതഞ്ഞു
കണ്ണിന്‍ഇടുക്കുകളിലൂടെ
കുളിരരുവികളായ്  
ഒഴികിയിറങ്ങിയോരീ
സന്തോഷക്കണ്ണീരേ..
നിങ്ങള്‍തന്‍­ ചേരുവയെന്ത്?