You think you love the springs;
but darling, you don't.

When autumn touches your feet,
You'll know this is how
You'll touch all the flowers
Which were once forbidden
And called by the name of springs!

And when she does,
You'll know what the earth felt like
When each season brushed her
With feelings anew!
And then you'll find yourselves
Falling for every other autumn
As beautifully as it falls for you!

For the earth will teach you,
The greatness of revolving
Despite the seasons showered.
And that, honey, will make you
An earth with a heartbeat,
A space to count upon
As home, warm, yet evolving!

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Tell me oh heart,
How do you save your empire
If you wouldn't dare
To make a move!!

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Coming to you feels like
Going home
Already knowing
All my dear ones
Have left the place
Before my homecoming.

No celebration of arrivals
Or mourning of departures;

A space though in vain,
I always return-
For like the home that left me
to places far off
returns when in need,
You return the same,
Observing my strength and stages!

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He reminds me of the wine,
Cold and dark!
A smell so profound
And irresistible as it is.
Drops of him, bittersweet,
And on enough of him served,
I struggle with where I'm set
And alas, breaks the glass!

He then reaches for the floor,
Where he carries me in pieces,
Yet as a whole.
And leads me to a terrain
Where my feet wouldn't stand
And curves wouldn't stop
For the festival it is
With merely any cessations!

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We dance like dust and the leaves.

We've seen the storms
and have known
Its the only carnival
Before a stillness could
Nail us to the ground!

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അത്രയേറെ പ്രിയപ്പെട്ട ചില മുറിവുകളുണ്ട്;
വര വീണ് നനഞ്ഞ ചുവന്ന പൂക്കളുടെ കല്ലറ.

വേരറിയാതെ മുളച്ചുപടർന്ന
ചെന്താമരക്കാട് പോലെ
ചില നനവോർമ്മകളെ മാത്രം
തൊട്ടുതടവുന്ന രോഹിതലയനം...,
അത്രത്തോളം അമർന്നുപടർന്ന ചുവപ്പുകൾക്ക്
പലപ്പോഴും ഹൃദയത്തേക്കാൾ ഭംഗിയാണ്.

നിന്റെ ഹൃദയത്തേക്കാൾ എത്രയോ അധികം
വിടർന്ന പൂക്കളുറങ്ങുന്ന
നിന്നിലെ ഹൃദയമുറിവുകളെ
ഞാൻ പ്രണയിച്ചിരുന്നെന്നോ!!

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വെട്ടക്കറ മായാത്ത മാനത്തെ നോക്കി
ഇരുട്ട് ചന്ദ്രനെ കണ്ടെത്തിയ പോലെ
നിന്നിലെ പടറിക്കിടക്കുന്ന
വെളിച്ചത്തിലേക്കുറ്റുനോക്കി
എത്രയെത്ര നക്ഷത്രശലഭങ്ങളെ
ഞാൻ കോർത്തെടുത്തിരുന്നുവെന്നോ??

എന്റെ ആകാശത്തിന് മിന്നൽച്ചിറകുകളുണ്ടെന്ന്
കിളികൾ പറഞ്ഞത് വെറുതെയായിരുന്നില്ല!

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The tip of his lips,
As curtains, it curled.
How his lips parted,
Gentle as a window opening.
The smile he spread,
Golden warm on me.

'A sunrise in it's glory';
That was how he looked like!

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Even the richest of wine,
If frozen,
Tastes nothing but cold!

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A bed, is what it's called
A solid piece of wonder,
Heartily holding my body and soul.
Oh if it would be an offense,
Mind not, one with his brows curved.
For I call her, 'The centre of my trade',
Where I trade with her,
The cobwebs of ceaseless chaos
And she escapes me into
A world so promisingly lunatic.
And unlike what's seen or heard,
Like snakes she wraps me from around
And crawl into the entireness of
Everything that touches me
And makes me believe in
the beauty of being poisoned
In the liveliness of my timeless trance!

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