She had been to the Silent Valley.
Had I been her neighbour
I could have taken her to the Happy Valley.
Had I been a student nearby
I could have been on her lap.
But, alas, I am her respectable colleague.
06.01.2000, Palakkad

Love only I want

A woman in frame that my bone demands,

A woman in shape that my flesh desires,

A woman with passion that my heart seeks,

A woman with senses that my mind searches for,

And a woman with strong vibes my soul craves.

But in you, the whole, I want only love and no more.

06.01.2000, Palakkad

No more deceiving

Who had been as mad of you as I am?
It is your fortune.
Who were as merciless to me as you are?
It is my misfortune.
I still hate you not and curse you not
But only lick my wounds.
It is you who gave me fire and desire
And made me to rebound.
You are with me in bed as visual aid,
Who alone I fantasize.
Rejection I can bear. Deception who will?
No more deceiving, please.
Until you mend and until you mind
I shall stand to remind.
06.01.2000, Palakkad

Love is elastic

I set a scene for my heroine to stage her reappearance,

And insisted on doing it ere my short-while absence,

To that she, propelled by her modesty, feigned her reluctance,

That left me high and dry. I left with rage for missing the chance.

She came to the stage only on my return and soothed my glance.

I am back to the game. She threw me not to oblivion.

Love has elasticity;

No need of anxiety

06.01.2000, Palakkad

Love is not professional

Be professional in play,

In work and in acting,

But leave it in love.

Otherwise, it altogether mars.

Love is a natural flow.

20.12.2001, Pakd

Malady of man

To wander, to seek, to spot,
To know, to get attention,
To have talks and company,
To think, visualize and recollect,
To help, to earn good will,
And to live on bundles of memories
Is the harmless pleasure,
Each man derives from woman.
Woman is the net earner.
20.12.2001, pakd

Nude is flat

But for hidden breasts,

Cleavage fails to tempt.

But for slipping Pallu

Her chest is dull.

But for low hip bottom,

Belly fails to demand.

But for lifting skirt,

Thighs are not stimulating

But for low cut blouse,

Back is barren.

Nude as such is flat.

19.12.2001, pakd

Word love venerates

If a man says ‘I love you’

Is it a first say?

Is it a first hearing?

Can it be final to either?

Leave it.

Enjoy the word and feel the pride.

17.12.2001, Pkad

Man, race with woman

Now Cinema is more on glitter and gloss

and little on frailties and foibles.

Now woman is more on glamour and ease

and little on fidelities and commitment.

Men must be more on leniency and laxity

and little on watch-dogging and possessiveness.

Time is not far when marriage will be redundant and out dated

and very near when a father will be dispensable.

If so, men will be more in agony and abandonment

and little in harmony and comfort.

16.12.2001, pakd

The disaster

In multitude of eyes,
Away from parental views,
With pride given by foes,
Calmly, solely, she rides.

Abyss low, the fort beside,
Her soul wanders and slides.
In cold currents, the bride
Calculates her tides.

In the parental pouch,
Ornaments and riches
Pile up as heaps to catch
For her a better match.

‘Jewels by joy designed
To ravish the sensuous mind’
Lie in vain, fully blind,
Gloss and glamour to end.

Men of her clan, afar,
Stand, trimming collar
And query, ‘Who wins her
Hand to be lucky ever?’

Yes, while design and plan
For eventual act remain,
The Immanent Will gains
His sport for mortal pain,

With a sinister mate
For her- so gravely great,
A product of alien creed,
Low in breed, not in deed.

As the girl mutely grew
In stature, grace and hue,
Far down below there grew
A lad, earning her love.

Alien in match they seem,
No one could see pair’s aim,
Their blend in tying arms
That drifts them in still stream,

Or, the sign significant
That they are squarely bent
By paths coincident
To slip, anon, intent,

Till ‘the Spinner of the Years’
Nodded. To the bridal cheers,
Chased by parents’ jeers,
Elopement explodes near.

Man sorts; God sports.
17.12.2001, pakd

Where lies beauty?

Modesty enhances

and glamour reduces,

Muteness enhances

and openness reduces,

Formidability enhances

and accessibility reduces,

Prudence enhances

and hollowness reduces,

Reliability enhances

and camouflage reduces,

The beauty of a woman.

16.12.2001, pakd

Seek love

Pleasure lies in desiring,
be anything or anyone.
However, it is not so for women.
She wants to be desired.
Being desired is her pleasure.
Her role is acceptance
12.12.2001, pakd

Woman is blunt.

I sent her a note

to come the next day

in green saree,

to test her love.

She came

but not in green.

She came in yellow.

I am relieved

As she didn’t come

in red.

No woman is blunt

to show her mind.

Yellow is

as good as green.

12.12.2001, pakd

Learn dance for looks

A perfect dancer has
a face, a skill, the youth,
curves, stamina
and an ear for rhythm.
Whether she gets a stage or not,
She looks beautiful.
Learn dance, women.
12.12.2001, pakd

Range in love

Love is a broad spectrum.

North Pole is fear.

South Pole is mercy.

Equator is sex.

Love for anyone

Spans in between.

12.12.2001, Pakd

Love only a pass time

A man seeks a beauty queen
but compromises with one offered.
A woman admires a prince
but accepts the one proposed.
Vision aborts when they are betrothed.
12.12.2001, pakd

Havoc of beauty.

He had many friends.

They offered him help.

They showered him with gifts.

His wife knows it is for her face.

He understands it a little late.

12.12.2001, Pakd

Love resurrected

We were known to each other.

You were wed to some other.

I let you know my desire.

You let me guess your desire.

Now you are a grandmother.

I want from you to know whether

You had for me then, a desire.

You nodded. I fell flat.

Yes, my love is fulfilled.

With that I shall ever live.

You are not mine, but were.

I cannot own you, but once.

By mind, though not by body.

Who wants body? I mind the mind.

To us, let others be blind.

12.12.2001,nPakd

Instincts for destruction

To smoke in public is barred.

To smoke in travel is banned.

No charm in stealthily smoking

As is in illicit love making,

Always fear crippling

08.12.2001, Chennai

Care for beauty is the beauty

In a bogie were there,
A spinster and her mother,
The second one with more beauty care.
It was she, who got attention, youth nowhere.
08.12.2001, Chennai

Need heads to reality

Stale to her spouse,

Hot is she to others.

Weary of his spouse,

Curious is he of others.

She wants a jet.

He wants a search.

She needs a crush.

He seeks a fresh.

Temptation Island

Has for it been designed.

06.12.2001, Pakd

Propellant is attractive

Who is the most attractive?

Child: Mother!

Woman: Child!

Man: Woman!

The race is on.

08.12.2001, Chennai

Be a lady, woman.

Clothed, a woman looks better.

Distant, a woman looks nicer.

Formidable, a woman looks richer.

Forbidden, a woman looks sexier.

A lady befits all.

08.12.2001, pakd

Temptation Island

No more is she strong
to tempt her spouse.
Much more is she strong
to tempt others.
No more is he curious
To strip his spouse.
Much more is he curious
To strip others.
Therefore, went they
to the Temptation Island,
Where was found heaven,
Away from abandoned home.
06.12.2001, pakd

Corporal demand defies love.

No one loves as he does,

No one possess you as he does,

No one guards you as he does,

No one feeds you as he does.

Your husband is he.

Still you seek a stranger

To get stripped,

To get explored,

To get exploited,

With the same vehemence

With which you were done

At consummation.

Still, your love for your husband

Is not less,

Not to be marred by the corporal demand.

06.12.2001, Pakd

Affair is no harm

What is so called affair,

Flirting in secrecy?

Seeing, pursuing,

Assignation,

Exchange of words,

Benevolent deeds,

Barter of gifts,

Telephone calls,

Clandestine meetings,

Stolen kisses,

Numerous love-letters,

Heavy breathing,

Pining, saddening.

In between masturbations.

that’s all, no more.

No adultery, however.

I flirted with many

Whom I loved,

But slept not with any.

It is a known history.

I slept with a few,

With whom I had no romance.

It is a blind history.

An affair is more rewarding

to mind and soul.

05.12.2001, Pakd

The Cross is for woman

Princess Diana committed adultery.
Prince Charles was vilified.
President Clinton committed adultery.
Hillary Clinton was glorified.

Woman only must bear the Cross.
05.12.2001, Pakd

Woman at fifty is real

If not earlier, at fifty,

However staid she is,

A woman is most outrageous,

The time she is threatened by menopause,

The time her chastity is passé,

The time she compensates her temptation,

The time to test her sexual vulgarism,

With guilt revenging mood,

With male punishing greed,

To indulge in sex,

To test otherwise losing lust,

With anyone handy or at hand,

For which, with reborn care for body,

With reborn vigour in body,

With vulture in her mind,

She rivals young women

And hooks out their mating lads.

05.12.2001, Pakd

Catharses

‘My husband is away;

Father is blind, mother sleeping,

A good time, visit me soon.’

A girl in dance addresses Lord

Srinivasa.

The genre,

Audience enjoys,

The girl enjoys,

The singer enjoys,

And all women do.

No one is pricked.

The addressee is the Lord.

Catharses in sublimation.

05.12.2001, Pakd

Women hanker in sublimate.

Your mother, sister, wife, daughter

Can constantly hanker after

Krishna, a male deity,

A nonliving entity,

In their amorous sonnets.

Mind, Krishna is their sublimate.

Otherwise, you men are furious.

05.12.2001, Pakd

Face the reality

Maybe it is true
Women are modest,
Remain virtuous in body
And are branded chaste.
Want of chance
And fear of detection aid.
No woman can be
Without having ever been
Libidinous in mind.
Polluted mind is filthier
Than polluted body.
We avoid reality.
05.12.2001, pakd

No fence to mind

  

There are guards everywhere,

At home, in the yard, thoroughfare,

Working place, host’s premises,

To be against corporal adultery.

Not guardable is the adultery by mind.

To be virtuous in body

And to be libidinous in spirit

Is nothing but hypocritical.

05.12.2001, Pakd

Adultery, a part of game.

Ennui is the propellant for a change.

Anyone can fit oneself in that range.

Every partner broods for a change,

Unwilling for an exchange.

It breeds adultery, though momentary.

No staid woman is exempted.

A catharsis is the urge.

05.12.2001, Pakd

Be a provider, to love.

Some one strong,  big or  rich

Only, a woman wants,

For thrust, hold and comfort.

Least is a handsome man.

05.12.2001, Pakd

Value of a husband is unequal.

A wife’s love for her husband is supreme,
Infidelity notwithstanding,
As no one can replace him equally
To take care of her and give her status.
05.12.2001, pakd

Breasts are sex feeding

Raspberries or blackberries,

I like them on woman’s chest.

Obtrusive or submissive,

They never escape my eyes.

However buried they are in clothes,

I am able to scan,

How shapely they must be.

No need that my hands reach them.

My eyes are cute to catch them.

04.12.2001, Pakd

The unequal will depart

In some, a tree grows too tall for a vine.
In some, a vine is too long for a tree.
In both cases, the stunted is replace
In a couple, when one outgrows the other,
The other is left out to be replaced .
It is inevitable.
04.12.2001, Pakd

Love is a journey

The affair is mega-serial,

four years old.

It took a year to make know.

Another year to get responses.

Then, till now, it is undulating.

It is a journey, not a destination.

02.12.2001, Pakd

Love is till marriage

Love is pronounced
when the pair is apart,
in pining of each other,
in longing for each other,
in sulking about each other,
in exchanging letters.
Literatures spoke mostly this.
Wedding halts these
In a nutshell,
Love dies when pair ties.
02.12.2001, Pakd

Poem is the thirst of the poet

Sakuntala was not as much a beauty.

Poet Kalidasa made her so.

He did it to show his mettle

And thirst in his Sakuntalam

01.12.2001, Pakd