I see two people
so in love with each other
schmoozing numinous dialect,
only a purest of heart can fathom.
I see a kiss I hear it too,
I see eyes pinnacles
lips singing
and heart sinking in love.
Now, do not tell me
I’m seeing
a teaching of Venn diagram
on the display board,
and my explanation for
A intersection B is ludicrous!
Please do not tell me
I’m wrong.
It must be poetry
I'm seeing,
and I'm in love with it
more than anything else.
/*Orginal poem published in Mayalayam, translated by poet. */
Set A Set B
_____________ ______________
/ \ / \
/ \ / \
/ \/ \
/ /\ \
| / A\ |
| | n | |
| | B | |
\ \ / /
\ \/ /
\ /\ /
\ ____________/ \_______________/