Thursday, April 19, 2012

Wistfully ME


Don’t question my sanity
However handcuffed I may be in reality

As my thoughts are free.

They have the wings to fly.
They have horizons to reach.
They have worlds to weave.
Thus I believe in my belief to be venerated.


I am real as real as you …
My reality gives you the cornerstone cue
Uncanny be my ways..Real I am in hue
That’s why I exist the same way as you.




Loner



The wine cascaded down the lonely throat; I gulped a breath of fresh air to bully the liquid within me. At 47 I was a percolating prosecutor of young flesh. My roving eye ferries across the noisy pub to seep my prey for the night. …
The intoxication always breed a mood of nostalgia, And I returned nights after night in semi permeable attires to asphyxiate my pain. The dancing bodies, the rhythmic giggles and the world didn’t ever give me the scope to be theirs, and I lurked in a corner waiting to be taken …
Taken to befriend the bed, taken to satisfy the sexual fantasies of the juvenile, taken to be a piece of sheer perusal for the night.
the first time I had felt a degree of dissonance, when stripped of my virginal assets...I had sniveled in fetal pose for days but initial exploitation numbed my emotions and made me what I was today. I drag my flesh towards exit and walk into the red mustang to smolder in the arms of the rustic for tonight.




Friday, April 13, 2012

Amore


As numbness seeped into Me,
I sat scrapping the fossils of our times together.

Ruminating over the bygone memories so enchanting.
Searching for the warmth our bodies which so scintillating.
I swayed above the gravity of time.
To encompass you in me.
Gliding in your love's glee

As I see ........Memories of the first kiss in the downstream..........

I wriggled like a puppy in the winter's sunbeam.
Smiling to myself I gleam

Love is You..
You are my love !





Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Beautiful Malice




He looked into my eyes studded with that corporeal craving…I easily touched him on the chin and revolved around to be engulfed in a mist of love. We have our moments of togetherness in the moisture laden breeze within the light-house .Years it had been our sojourns away from the stoic world. I had lived lives within these walls. We had our moments of seclusion, outlet for carnal desires, and woven tapestry of future together right here.

His hands touch me on my back, slowly guiding my sensuality to transcend the guards and blend in his aroma, I knew his moves, I knew his desires like always .Bodies tied down by some invisible force he magnetizes my body with his passionate kisses, uninhibited I groove with the flow as if this is the very last time we are making out.

I take him in my arms, kiss him so hard that the twinkle in his eyes say it all..He wanted more of me now, in his lusted form he was mine. Silently his saliva stricken tongue glides through my ears and he whispers the most beautiful words…”luv u my luv” I rotate to the sounds of the sea and push him of the top, silently watching his body fall down…down..Into the sea.

For seconds I feel a bang of pain deep within. Till his conduct walk in to my thoughts….didnt he kill me when he was sleeping with that lowly seductress from his Office. His deed kills me every second of the day I just killed him once in an impetuous act of solace seeking.

This was malice beautifully braided within me …

Closing my thoughts I sashay down the stairs and melt in the shadows of the crowd far away.





Thursday, December 15, 2011

Portes




I  brood behind the shut  doors awaiting your arrival.
 Scream, within the walls in sickly sweet sous vide emotions for my survival !
My frozen cries needs a pasage for endurance.
My muffled grief seeks a companion for attendance.

I didnt shut the doors to keep you out.I didnt shut to keep myself within
.
I shut it all tight to see whether you would ever knock on it Once !
Would you barge inside to melt my tears and make me dance?
Would you break the door to swallow me within your substance?

I have been brave enough to stay away from you ,facing those lone miseries , and sustain

You might not have have answers to all my troubles
but your ...presence can clear all my dark doubles

Did I just hear that knock on my doors..
.or its the wheeze teasing my wait's score !...

I still await your arrival...I still wait ....



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