Pouring rain
drizzling bus ride
Ilaiyaraaja’s music
your memories
heaven…
The shortest poem I like
is your “hmm”
The longest poem I like
is your “hmm hmm”
I will become
a prisoner for life
if you arrest me
inside your clothes
As I am thinking about you every moment
I forget about myself
Every day is my birthday
as I die
at the pit of your heart
“Whomsoever I see I get reminded of you
Hmm,
How many women should I fall in love with?”
Your Smile – Lightening between two red clouds
I can’t share our love
with anyone
even with our children