Tag Archive: love


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

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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Yet another family gathering had had us depressed.

‘You too have always wanted a baby…Kabir?’

Her voice was shaky. Her eyes sparkled with tears.

‘I love you Aaliya. Not if it’s against your wish.’

‘You know my fears about bringing a child into this world?’

‘I understand, darling.’

We hugged.

YES! Let’s have a baby…’

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The idea for this post is derived from topics shared as a part Indian Bloggers League organized by WriteUp Cafe

Topic – A Priceless Gift
Type – 55 Fiction

Photo Credit: Namrota Mazumdar

Life In Love !

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Love comes to end the gloom
It’s when flowers bloom

No cage binds you
You sparkle like dew

No more are you teary
Everything is so much more cheery

Like a festival of lights
Exciting are the following nights

Like a musical carnival
It makes you marvel

You see fun & frolic everywhere
And ask, ‘was anything not good even there?’

It seems the shimmering glory can last for eternity
Each day you learn how much more your life is a beauty!

Re-blogged from CampusWriting*Mumbai Life In Love !.

Attraction

Attraction?

Attraction

Why does it occur?

What happens when we are attracted to someone?

Often we say that we are attracted to somebody even when we have never interacted with that person. We say there is an attraction or infatuation that exists between us. And the reason you give is that you like some of the qualities or the person’s attitude. If you must have noticed that there is a particular feature of the person that we are attracted to like eyes, smile, face, body language, physique and that is because of  how they express. Such as you may like a person’s eyes because of it tells you about his passion, truthfulness and sincerity or may be fidelity, modesty and much more. May be his smile dazzles you because it soothes you, it makes you happy or it charms you because of the innocence it has. His physique shows he is strong, brave or hers shows her delicateness, naïvety and that is what attracts you. His body language shows he is confident and respects himself and others, hers shows her grace and charm.

Simple science behind this is ‘vibes’. The vibes of his ‘charm’ (the character that attracts you) matches with your vibes of search. I would simply explain this as you are searching for your counterpart and there are certain basic traits which you wish for; when you find some of them in somebody you get attracted.

Now why doesn’t he or she get attracted to you? There are also two logical reasons for that: first, maybe the person’s vibes are different for you and second the strength of your vibes is not as strong as his or her’s for somebody else. This major fact leads to love triangles or cycles. I know it is not so easy to grasp the aforementioned ‘vibes’ view. So I quote my example.

I like somebody or maybe let us say, I am crazy about him. And I think that is not bad too. I like his eyes because of the wildness, passion and carefree, fun-loving attitude they display. And I like his smile because of the innocence it has. Now I like him too much and over time my vibes have reached him too, so basically he knows I like him. But he doesn’t like me. Maybe he likes someone else more strongly than I like him.

I have noticed him too much to confirm this.

He is concerned for me but what I feel for him, he may never feel. I still like him and will always do no matter how much ever I bluff myself because the vibes don’t end so easily, until they get diverted.

Now what if you find someone and there is resonance?

The bells ring, violins play and you fly higher and higher. You get attracted to the person and he or she gets attracted to you. Then the search must come to end and you are confident that the vibes are actually getting communicated and reciprocated in the same way and amount. And you are not just a means to their destiny, but YOU are their destiny. And that is when cupid strikes and love happens, in the simplest sense. This union of soul-mates, it leads to ecstasy and satisfaction!

Morning Sun & Love – A Prayer

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Hold my hand, take me into your dream or come into mine,
And never depart, so that I see you shine;
In the morning sun, fall deeper into your love,
As I wake up with your face in my sight
And my first words to God while watching you be
‘Grant him today everything he aspires
And to me…
…Bless me with his all day long company!’

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Intimacy

The promise of love
The plethora of love
Sempiternal love
Quintessential love
Two fortunate lovers
The moiety of love
A svelte beauty
A courageous lad
An exquisite bond
Each others’ talisman
.
The ones for each other
An eternal wait
The spirit of freedom
Display of affection
Of tenderness and care
Of play of sentiments
And sharing of pleasures
A congenial atmosphere
The caresses, the stares, the scent
The
relieving, refreshing, rejuvenating touch
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A conspicuous romance
Of crumbling into the arms
The warm embrace, a heavenly abode
The bonding
amidst angels
The uniting of souls
The exuberance
Of melodies and symphonies
The enchanted swaying
The graceful moves

An ethereal dance
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The mellifluous words
A resounding calm
, a ringing peace
The chime, the rhythm, the hymn
The aura of each others’ presence
The charismatic personas
In the brush of  lips
As romantic as petrichor
Of surpassing many a horizons
Of feeling the moistness
A holy pretence
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An intense shiver
Soul-stirring
The power of intimacy

The obsessions, the confessions
Of priorities, of skeptical swears
The intensity of closeness
A surreal proximity
Of hugs and kisses and of holding hands
Driven by lust
The frailty of lust
.
Surreptitious seduction
The passion, the myths

The desire, the wants
The pleasure of insanity
A bare truth, a wrong act
Of expectations and need
The pain of loss
Of not getting the desired
Of farewells and embraces
Of missing and letting go
.
Of resisting the resurgent
Of memories and that what’s forgotten
A threatening nightmare
The restless times
The doomed perceptions
A conspiring universe
Of being in a better state
Of own deterioration
Of self-destruction
Of refraining oneself
.
The fear, the devastation
A withered touch
, an illusion
An accommodating belief
Of bending the truth
Of living a lie
Craving following a betrayal
The desperation
The incredible missing
Of many break downs
And of rebuilding oneself
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Strengthened as one
Hand-in-hand
Weakened as separate
Love hurts, period
Of absorbing the worst
Of radiating the best
Of rejoicing and praying
Pity for the times spent alone
Of silent sufferings
And quietly bearing
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In the joy of redemption
Of casting away the grief
And forgetting the mourning
Of healing and soothing
And of an innocent hope
Of holding the faith
Of gathering the dispersed
A new lilt in the conversation
The unbreakable threads of love
A never-ending tale of love. . .

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Legendary Exuberance

Never Mine, Yet, Ever Mine

It’s none to care,
It’s none to share,
And none to have a laughter with;
I had always thought,
It was never mine,
Still always fine,
So I let it go, thinking it was never mine;

But the thing was true,
And stuck like glue,
So it came back out of the blue;

It came to care,
It came to share,
And brought laughter along with it,
Then I thought,
It was always mine,
But never fine,
So I brought it back, thinking it was ever mine …