All these years, I have been looking for a heart! Alas! Now lying down struck by a dart...
Is there such a thing called perfect… perfect in shape, form, colour, smell, taste…. and in feeling? I don't know. But you are perfect! I mean, among the fruits.
That smile showers sunshine in dreams… with an monthly sprinkle of pimples… You lit my night, the only moon rose in the east! You enhance my appetite, the only orange ripe on my prickly plant!
Why did you fall down... straight on my head? You could have gone up... But I know it is 'the force of gravitation'. Anyway, it's my fault... ഞാനാ മരച്ചുവട്ടിലിരിക്കരുതായിരുന്നു.... especially.... നീ൪മാതളം 'പഴുത്ത' കാലം...
2 comments:
The gravity of words reflects the temptations paused by the orange.
Well-written. Look forward to more of you...
Karunan
I realize you are swimming close to the bottom... and you see what few others divers do.
Thanks a lot.
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