love-spell
life, Love, Nature

Love-Spell

Swathed in the warmth of your skin

in awe of deep amorous breaths,

slow rising chest, those rhyming heat-beats

provoking  gentle ripples in me.

Without a hope for redemption

under the ardent urgency

surrendered and taken away to

the prisons of your venereal mockings

to be arrested under your

love-spell!

 

 

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couple
Love, Nature

Elysium (Paradise)

The moment when your glance fell on me

rivers of lust flew surging so many emotions

opening fissures of my soul, but as I stretched

my hand to feel the warmth of that glint, it

evanesced into a fourth dimension, as I

lay sunken in golden bed of desires, each

cell in my body bathed in your after-shadow,

that amorous silhouette engraved on my

bronze heart, aching for one last time 

the perfect rapture of bodies ,for the final

communion of my parched lower lip with your

upper lip, where dwells million diamond

dew drops, my sole pathway to 

Elysium after death!

life, Literature, Love, Nature, poetry

Snobbish Indifference

Stolen glances 

missing beats 

those translucent

moments, porous 

breaths evaporated 

in cheap sooty puffs 

of gas-station

cigarettes, lungs 

choked of highway

psychedelics, motel

caffeine to measure

vaccant hours of 

your casual neglect, 

I measure from

puff to puff,

smoke to smoke

and make most of

those empty

hours, all while

gazing at your 

sinful lips,

marveling the

arched Sicilian 

nose where rests 

that snobbish  

indifference… 

 

 

  

born again
Love, Nature, poetry

Born Again

In your eyes I found my redemption, yes

in your bewitching eyes, not in some astute

scriptures or shrines.

 

It was all in one glance that I savored the

rare nectar of heavens which angels

boasts of.

 

Reclaimed from the rubles of past, resurrected 

from the debris of bygone life, 

 

Immersed in  your seraphic radiance a born

again the moment you cast your

eyes on me.

 

 

 

feminine, Love, Nature, poetry

Those Charms & Glows

I’ve possessed my bitter sorrows long back,

Adorned and wore it as part of my flesh ,

Pains which gushes as streams of scarlet blood

through blue veins, raging as river Nile 

Like whiffs of cheap psychedelic drugs, I 

consumed every bit and angle of my grief 

For a woman doesn’t become a woman until

she gleefully begins to possess and wear her  

pains, she transforms into a woman the moment

she glows while drowning in the lyres of pain 

Those sickly bossoms turn fuller and rounder

gracefully carrying the heavy burdens of heart

and the faces emanate those rare effervescent

charms about whom blind poets often write and

Trembling painters paint perfectly with  angular

strokes of  nylon brush. those charms and glows

as streams of scarlet bloods pumped from the  

aching hearts, gushing forth in blue veins.  

 

 

 

 

 

promised land
Love, Nature, poetry

A Promised Land

A yearning pilgrim, I trudged

took heavy steps, to embark

 on sacred voyage to become

 a holy rover.

 

Crossed seven-seas beneath

herculean skies on thin

azure waters of desires

in the direction of one

promised land.

 

So ancient scriptures recounts 

on the holy land exist ruins of

a buoyant shrine carved out

of the postures of lovers

in acts of love.

 

A divine sanctuary on whose

pastel marble steps, tired

lovers embrace and quench

thirsts through locking

parched lips and sore

bodies…

 

A celestial reserve,where tall

minarets resonates with

the hush whispers of

the craving kissing

love-birds, 

 

A fertile land lushed by rains

of sweltering vapors raised

from the bodies of

longing lovers..

 

Tempted by such promised

land, I embarked on holy 

voyage to become a

holy rover.

 

 

 

 

let us you and I
autumn, Love, Nature, poetry

Let us you and I

Let us you and I once again

meet beneath the vast skies

hold hands and take long walks

 

In shadows of blushing trees of fall

on embellished carpets of florescent leaves

pour out the maladies of the souls

 

Listen in serenity few beats of our hearts

narrate to each other the ancient tales

of shooting-stars and broken hearts

 

Solitary nights and the bleeding cores

while taking youthful sips of  scarlet

wines flowing from the goblets of deep-sighs

 

Your fingers engraved on my wrists

souls fusing with souls, hearts-

melting with hearts

 

Let us you and I once again

meet beneath the vast skies…

 

 

 

autumn, Love, Nature, poetry

The Autumn Winds

You embraced my being like the fallen

withered leaves of  the deceased autumn

Shrouded me from the chills and breezes

I leapt on to you for the  tenders caresses

and fiesty cajolings, but  then you  went

away like the autumn winds, abandoning  

me at a site where once stood an ancient

tree the siloutees of whose roots still lurks

in the muddy grounds like shadows of your 

long embraces on my soul, the dry barren

heart like the decayed hollows of the dead

tree, I lingered on rootless through the

burial grounds wept and sobbed at the

passing of your warm kisses and gentle

touches just like the death of autumn of 

winds….

 

 

Ecstasy
autumn, feminine, Love, Nature, poetry

Pure Ecstasy

The melodious fluttering

leaves twirling, swaying

wooing petals of the

withered flowers doing  

belle on the softer

orchestras of the hollow

winds of majestic

autumns.

 

Shy veiled sun, playing

hide-seek from behind

the dark clouds, like

a coy bride with a

mischievous gleam,

trying to catch arousing

glances…

 

A lone bee hovering

on the left-over florets

suckling to the last

drops of heavenly

nectar for which many

virgins slained their

 lives…

 

An ecstasy took over

as if intoxicated of rich

wines from the barrels

of ancient Greek Gods

drowsiness of thousand

opiums seized  the

bodies.

 

My naked body scented

in the aromas of damp

Earth, handsome winter

softly draping me, coiling

me in his strong embraces

a passionate kiss of

morning dew on my

swelled lips,

 

Parched tongues asking

for more nectar, added

dew bites held tightly

against winter’s chest

sun coming out of veils

revealing its glory, dropping

all shames, layers…

drowsiness of thousand

opiums came upon

upon, pure ecstasy

of sheer release…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

bagpipers
feminine, Love, Nature, poetry, woman

Swaying To Notes of Thousand

Swaying to the 

notes of thousand 

bagpipers…

dropping all shames

twirling round round,

like darvesh in 

wild wild forest.

Whatever happens 

will happen!

It’s all god’s will

why interfere

why despair?

Some days are bad

like today,

I am rollin rollin

going spiral down 

free falling..

Thought to bounce

swaying just pounce

dropping shames…

Whatever happens

will happen.

It’s all God’s will

why interfere?

why despair? 

All I can do

is to just brew

drink or flew

some champagne

bubbles …

You can hold

my hands behold

catch me when I am

free-falling..

kiss me or

miss me…

When swaying

with me swaying

to the notes of

thousand bagpipers