Haikus On My Love Poem by A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker

Haikus on my love

I go pretty sure 1.
That ‘I am what I am’
Sitting by your side.
You know what I mean.

My heart is heard out 2.
My heat cools down.
I feel my inner peace
‘I’ve one lass of lore’.

Little I feel of me 3.
Light I go about
Eyes see things
They’ve never seen.

Limbs and fingers 4.
Feel like loitering
And go combing
All your hairs-through.

My face goes hiding 5.
Behind my feelings.
A veil of passion
Is what it soon puts on.

Ears ignite me. 6.
Fingers fine-tune.
Lips and tongues
Go lush and teasing.

Whiff of our breath 7.
Go like combing breeze
Down the grasslands
Of all our pastures.

Down my very face 8.
When I see yours
My eyes go damp.
Yes, your innocence.

When my face is pressed 9.
On your shoulders wide
I breathe the scent
Of all your inner current.



Legs look lovely 10.
Lush and long.
Bunch-like they brim
To burst open down.

Their fingers are buds 11.
Soft and moon drops.
I feel holding them
Like a sacred offering.

The wealthy blend of all 12.
Those buds and blossoms
Bents, winds, falls and shades
Beautiful to you, all and me.

Short hours send in me 13.
A sense of little sins.
Your frame and mine
Transcend to be one.

As if in tragedies 14.
We’ll go searching
And finding each other
We shall go breathtaking.

Marks and little linings 15.
We shall find ourselves
And deep in us as well
They’d go demarcating.

You lap up me today 16.
and in all our coming days.
Let’s be our own babies:
Press; and let me press thee.

Caress me in the cradle 17.
Of your coziness.
Let’s create a lovely locale
Where in we’re bed and bedded.



Again and again 18.
We shall wake up.
Top and deep and bottom
We’d feel, yes, we own up.

When we go hand in hand 19.
In the morn, noon and even,
Let’s take a little lavishes
As to make us both love and loved.

Let there not be yesterdays 20.
Let there not be day-befores
We’ll have only days always
The one today and tomorrows.

No more is yours 21.
No more is mine
Mine is yours
And yours mine.

Let me feel, ‘I like things’ 22.
That my love too likes.
You may go on liking
Whatever you feel “liking”

When I ask you a little 23.
Give me whatever you’ve.
When you need me a little
Free. You grab me per se.

Once or twice 24.
you go cross.
Then and there
You’d find me lost.

Not that we’d be happy-go 25.
But that we’d be happy.
It’s is in the make of ours
If we’re one or the other.

When we see things 26.
That we love most,
Let’s look at our faces
And smile, ‘that we love’.


Leave our fingers 27.
Touch down softly,
Like flower and bee,
On each other’s tastes.

When I ask you 28.
‘One more time’,
Just go giving me
A hundred times.

Let’s stay glued 29.
Like two bubbles.
One’s will to be out
Would make the other go out.
When we both wait for; 30.
No matter who is out,
Let’s wait like lost loves
‘they’re sure to come back’.

When one of us sends 31.
the other one off and afar,
Shalln’t we say goodbye
And simply cry?

When one of us is back 32.
Say, after a day or so,
The other is also back,
Yes, a couple of days or so.

How do you feel 33.
When I take leave?
I don’t know for sure.
Let’s feel when we leave.

Is there anything routine? 34.
Is there something we hate?
If ever we find ourselves so,
Isn’t it good to make amends?

Let’s be ourselves 35.
Head on and going.
This and that ways
Make our ways hard.

When I do things 36.
See, you’re being made.
When you do things
Let me be the same.

Leave my face embossed 37.
on your, know where and what?
In me your pleasures may find
Grasslands to ply and hop around.

Legs and limbs may make 38.
Lean-overs and pillows alike.
And upon them we both
Find ourselves left loose.

All your hairs are mine 39.
Nowhere you have one.
They all grow fired to me
And to my killing desires.

Intentions are fine, dear 40.
Believe me, I mean.
I wish not to go too far
Unless you let me in.

When you let me do 41.
I’d go doing great.
When I let you love
D’you feel go doing?

All my greed is but 42.
The greed of my make.
Never, will you find in me
One you ever love to hate.

What I find in you 43.
Is the fruit of all my days
HE has bestowed on me
Taking all my trying times.

Your way back to me 44.
Is HIS will, I believe.
I had no other way out
Till you did come back.

A picture of me, otherwise? 45.
I shudder to make a rewind.
Gutter or gully I would find?
Sorry, dear, I am all tears.

That ‘you are back in me’ 46.
Is a sacred religion, I feel.
I simply recite and worship
The words and deeds of thee.

What shall I call you with? 47.
A name or a new habit?
What are you happy with,
My name or your mischief?

Interface

Where have you been all these years? 48.
Where, where, have you dear been?
Know, I’ve been shedding my days?
Do you know I’ve been shedding?