Jayan Edakkat - Pleasure hunter

There is love like starlight.
Sometimes she will be red
hibiscus.
Her shadow is red rose
and smell is Kama Devan.
she is seed of world
and god of this beautiful
universe.
She is first passion of universe
and her first spring night is
Big bang.
Yesterdays, today and
tomorrows
are my Trinity.
Mind is invisible hardware
and thoughts are its software.
Then love…?
Love is light of life and alive
formed by merry and sorrows.
Birth and death are two cries
because cries are pleasure
Men is a pleasure hunter.

Jayan Edakkat

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