Archive for August, 2013


Dalliance Dilemma

I give myself
As smoothly as sand
Slips thru my fingers

At eventide
Adds to my vibrancy
Her word in a genial voice

No wisdom
In speech or decision
 I know not judgement

She walks past
Wearing silk garments
Adorned with gold n pearls

Her touch
So cherished once
I’d recognize not anymore

My words
Fashion not her
But the love unrequited

In a trance
Her poet possessed
Aphrodite does notices

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Passionately Yours

I slow down
See nuances delicate
In a bond so true
I smile

Freshen me
Merciful winds

My World
With words disarray
I replicate you
It’s enchanting

We speak pearls
Amorously

Be hope
Weave me a desire
You are joy

Infinite

Love betides
I seize you now


I seize you now
Love betides

Infinite
You are joy
Weave me a desire
Be hope

Amorously
We speak pearls

It’s enchanting
I replicate you

With words disarray
My World

Merciful winds
Freshen me

I smile
In a bond so true
See nuances delicate

I slow down

Complexly-Silly, Me

Ask me of my journey divine
And a couple of twos, I’d compose
Would you count only four lines thence?
For between them, I’d have fitted thoughts pristine

Breath then in the dawn of many-a-realizations
As I’d let you enter my world, between lines
And in solace you’d find me adoring,
Silent feelings n far-stretched implications

I’d fit paragraphs, between lines
So neither a glance nor a reading would suffice
But worry not about my grey world
For behold! Every line shrouding it, shines

Try to read me one fine day, at rest
Wouldn’t all pages simply be amiss?
Victims to cruel times and faded
But heartily, I’d let you be my guest

I had left on a quest, surrounded by purple
To search atop a hill for a sign of you
Dear chunk of heaven you indeed fell for me
Together we shall go to Jericho n be transcendental

On an astral night similar to when I found you
Leave me not alone on this very cliff
Or tell me, should I take you not now?
Lest, I fall with you from this cliff n hang askew

Garments of gossamery threads of love
A single paroxysm they bear not
And so did my loverly journey end
Without a wafture of a glove

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