Your lovely eyes(widened by a surgeon's knife) in happiness shine,
those pouting lips sure contain some fillers,to make them lusciously full,
and the make up that creates an aura,I can't fail to notice , is subtle,
yet, I hope the beauty invisible is pristine still in your tranquil soul.

Dark night, filling earth and sky, in silence; minty, silky soft,
like the music flowing from the lyre of a jilted lover, vengeful,
let me drink your sweet poison, that would curtain me off for now,
from the torture of light, the love in which I once lost myself, cherished
now I want to forget those days fully,and fly out of this house of pain

*** silences my emotionality
For thirty minutes,
Sanity

We don't have to like each other
For thirty minutes,
There is no love to discover

Animosity
For thirty minutes,
Nobody is asking for honesty

One day I will figure it out
But for these thirty minutes,
You're all I'm about.

Some stories find no reason ever to end,
eternity is all ears throughout  the length.
On a plane different,some do not even begin,
possibilities sowed in  stardust lie in wait.

ചില കഥകള്‍ പറഞ്ഞു തീരുന്നതേയില്ല,
അനന്തത അതിനു ചെവിയോര്‍ത്തിരിക്കുന്നു.
മറ്റെവിടേയോ, ചിലകഥകള്‍ തുടങ്ങുന്നതേയില്ല,
നക്ഷത്ര ധൂളിയില്‍ വിതച്ചിട്ട സാദ്ധ്യതകള്‍ കാത്തിരിപ്പൂ
(Translated to Malayalam, a language of south India)

Your impassioned ****** blabber, a primordial prompt,
the seed, swelled,seethed feverishly for a while, sprouted
then surged in to a sea of love with all the intensity mustered
we drowned in that flood; there was only the sea of bliss.