Don't smile looking at me, the weak tired heart says. Don't talk to me while untangling your hair, the lorn soul murmured. Don't walk beside me, the scared another me shouted silently. The longing to talk to her is more than the need-- Of thoughts for a poem, But we talk like pigeons feasting on … Continue reading Talk
Infusing The young night With your exhiliration. Traversing From faith at your nape To the mole on your Cupid's bow. Down Streaming your body I'm mountain river, you're its bed. Erosional Your dress from this evening; Wave Your untied hairs, your exstacy As I splash on your warm skin.
Looking for the words that I can say to you Looking for the topic that I can listen from you. I know it's an exaggerating way to express My thoughts through my poem but really I want To say will you be mine rather want to ask. Love not it is, solitary it is of … Continue reading Happy Birthday…
smile that was unborn twinkle that was hidden got their color in the orange hue of autumn west sun when our lips depart...
The car now smell you, me, us not of some freshner. The silence here surpassed by your, mine, our moan. Pull me closer not to your bosom but to your lips. Release me; your strand grasped tight. Release me; your aroused breast rest on my thigh. Release me; let me release 'ween your teeth.
Sequel to Chocolat The drop of chocolate on your cupid bow is enchanting as if dew has dropped on grass-- In an autumn morning and the sun glistening on it... But, I'll not make the move unless you order me my priestess; please recite the words To be close to you, to coagulate me … Continue reading Chocolat II: Summon & Plea
Daily Prompt: Solitary After a time a Haiku I wrote... cloud sail star sea moon smile solitary diamond shine maiden tremble Anamika means Ring Finger. Can't resist to write on the today's prompt