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No Matter you live or die.😠
The deepest lust inside me,
Neither haunting nor forgettable,
Accompanies me in my loneliness.
I try to write poetry with reason,
Musing with music of love within me.
Dreaming in a real world of mine,
I feel like an oxygen molecule
Trapped inside your areola.
Is there any way to stay there forever?
I hope you won't exhale,
No matter you live or die.
I without me
My leg traces bathroom
Whenever got raised from bed at dawn.
My eyes search for the palms
According to Hindu origin, at once opened.
My mouth let the yawn with wildness
As soon as left my pillow.
My lips found a bed coffee,
When I become conscious passing a night.
My nose meet with the aroma of caffeine
Or tea,as I am an orthodox Indian.
Today ……..
My legs traces your room
Whenever got raised at dusk.
My eyes searching for your alms,
Your pure love, your offerings.
My mouth let my saliva with mildness
To paint your knob after sunset.
My lips become the ironbox on your skin.
When I became conscious of passing night.
My nose meet with your heat body,
When there is nothing in kitchen to smell.
I am lost to you
I lost mine in yours.
I could not survive in nights
But in days……..
I could survive only to trace me in you.
The way you carry me
Fondle my hip lightly.
Hold me tightly.
feel my breath weightly.
Carry my scent willingly.
Wear my aroma in your hair.
Tear my coy with your care.
Hear my words and share
Your opinion,I could bear.
The way you carry me
In your heart,
The day you marry me
In your life,
The night,we had together
Without any bother.
Couldn't be replaced.
The style you tap my waist,
I cherished your taste.
Irresponsible leisure,we had
On that terrace with glad.
Watching the moon,
Holding the spoon
You feed me your love.
I ate everything of you
But there are remnant few,
I could found them soon
And sing your tune.
I am sad
Not everyday
Just today
Not wholely
Not partially
Not intensely
Not outwardly
I cherished
Speaking with you
Fighting with you
Sharing with you
My views
All blues
Some trues
With clues.
Still I am sad
I don’t know why
Hope you know that.
@j__________________
I tried
To make you smile
To banish
The nightmares
I have spelled
With my blood red ink
And bring you back
To the peace I once
Found you in
Oh, I tried so hard
To kiss your tears away
To love your fears away
Embrace you in my Light
Cradle you in my Love
But I had to go
And leave you at dawn
To be free
Myself, too
And be among the stars
Where I belong
Perhaps, darling
That is why
You are forlorn
I cried,
You know!
I betrayed,
You know!
Literally fried,
You know!
When I saw your utter,
I initially flatter.
Like an anonymous letter,
Which made me feel better.
Hope I have my sunrises
Which sweep all my crises
That too you,
The only sun of my dawn.
I am sad
Not everyday
Just today
Not wholely
Not partially
Not intensely
Not outwardly
I cherished
Speaking with you
Fighting with you
Sharing with you
My views
All blues
Some trues
With clues.
Still I am sad
I don't know why
Hope you know that.
@j__________________
The midnight hosts horror.
It was abruptly started.
Not even prepared or spotted.
His face on mine,
New to me,unversed Vine.
The quest of his hand
Upon my chest and neckband,
The hunger of his finger,
Thrusting like a slinger,
Hurls my petious cries.
Kiked my anklets thrice.
Crushed screaming bangles.
Uncorked my tangles
By a monstrous onslaught.
My whimpering sounds caught
The aroma of his sweat.
I tried to move, twisting my body, yet
His weight pinned me down.
My hand's odd mourn
Situated under his pants.
An abject surrender of myself in his sands.
The small pains
Penetrating my veins.
Crumbling egg bags
Shredded into rags.
Still went on with its rhythms lyed,
The body above mine,
Rigid,I cried.
I tried whatever I possibly could.
I thought,no longer I couldn't
Bear his savage fists,
His traps from twists.
I began to fight back,
Wriggling under his back.
I could nor move,
Neither breath.
His woo was going to end,
The body wasn't mine, relaxed.
Mend my mind to unfamiliar faintness..
When the syncope wore off,I was released.
Though freed, can't even lift my fingers.
It wasn't just exhaustion
But there was that too.
Later,I found myself
In rare occasion called 'nightmare'.
Panic and sensation
Accompanied manic with frustation.
Simultaneously......
I turned my head slightly,
Fearfully,my pupil dilated.
Eyes were wide opened.
Saw him beside me.
Snoring softly.
No more a stranger,
But my husband.
Hooked Hearts
On that very first day,
you slay and play
with my looks.
I wonder the way it hooks
my heart with yours.
A shy exchange of
Glances, smiles,we play it safe
With stolen glances
Eyes feed the hormone's hunger.
Captivated your sight in heart's dugout!
Skin drowned in reverie of finger
Touches.. later logged out.
Foreheads pressed, smiles shared,
Joy lingers in our joined hearts
Our future awaits.
All this existing in chimera,
Eyelids flickered like a camera.
Flashes might make your pupil to dodge,
Couldn't resist that condoned cornea, gorge.
Let's enjoy the now,
Warm gazes, laughter tickling
Revel in our warmth.
Let's cherish in the sense
Of making love with eye's dense.
Fingers envy of your eyelashes,
Which print foot often in dark
Circles in the colour of ashes.
Hooked Hearts, open arms,
We keep each other happy,
Let's keep us this way.
Everyday,eveynight,
Hope we had gay.
My eyes being shaped,
When you are gaped.
Let's keep this simple,
You,me,a growing friendship
Hooked Hearts and two smiles.
Written in collaboration with@september-stardust . thanks for helping me@september-stardust .her words are darker than mine
Met a boy sorry a man
I talked today
With a man,I hope
He would be.
He said all the way
To cope
Up with my heart, whose key
Have been lost
Since unlocked,it blast
Often with thoughts
And parts of my reverie.
Thanks j______________
Thank you so much.
Immortal words
Many have a great thought that their words would be immortal.i am one among them 😻😻
Our first date
That wasn't good
Yea.. it's not only just eating food.
We seemed nervous
As it's our first date, absolutely perverse.
Our eyes met uncountable times!
As casual as possible, heard unsung rhymes.
Our fingers crossed for happy hour
In that forbidden lonely bar.
We both prayed for everlasting date
Acknowledged each other late.
On that particular moment
I went to lounge,I meant,
I found wallet empty.
Felt guilty.
Anticipated you to pay
And you took the way..
Straight away to taxi
We got in,I found you sexy
You said "grab on my hip",
"take a sip with your lip"
The chauffeur drove slowly
So was i at the back seat wholely.
Your short skirt and my shirt
Begged us freedom.our flirt
Wasn't heard by that beard man
Sitting in front of us.my hands ran
Directly to your zip
But conscience ceased that with a whip.
You left me as the wheels stopped
Your heels stepped out
Waved a small bye
With a wink at one eye.
Mine was panting
Haunting about dating.
I drowned in memories
Drenched in liquor without worries
Though we had a great weekend,
You send me a message of "end"
Of our love movie..
I know you weren't satisfied,see
I was doing my best with eyes
It's exhausted enough,dried by your lies.
Fear nomore here.
I am here
In this dark room
Musing with fear
Seeking for groom
I am searching for
Love within me
Past an hour
Lost the key
Of the room
Locked with" us"
Me and him
Isolated from world
Forbidden from' family'
To make our own one.
They advised me
They addressed him
They taught me
Not everything but a thing
That I have to follow him
I know him more than his parents.
He knows me more than my parents.
They know this more than us.
We need to discover ourselves
Mentally sufficed.
Biologically vacancied.
Still longs for our longs
I am here
In this dark room
Musing with fear
And terrible shiver
I need to be known by him
Soon ...we would be great
Couple of the world without grim
Our love ever be like trade
Barter system still exists
On the bed.
Fate of mine
I know that I could win anything else but not your heart.
Your presence in my life is good
I am proud to be a good friend of yours.i hope you will travel with me forever.i need you in every walk of my life.stay with me ever.
Lend yourself to me
I love to see
The cuddles of birds,as we.
I love to hear
The Twitter of birds,as we're doing here.
I love to feel
Their monotonous voice, disturbing our noise.
To heal my paining soul,
I could touch the quills of fowl.
In the untraced grass field,
I trace the fallen feather, yield
Happiness forever.
I smell beaks of wood pecker
In the trunk of aged teaks.
I cherish the sucker of hummingbird
In every nectar inside the calyx,not absurd.
All these enjoyment will be immortal,
If you lend yourself to me.
Nostalgia
It's not like that.
Not only the diasporic poet,
Even I could feel
Nostalgic in my life wheel.
Whenever I was reminded
About my boyfriend,dead.
Don't take literally.
He's alive in my memories physically,dead in my life mentally.
Confusing?
Yea...it would be impatient for him if I sing.
I tried a lot to never let him free.
I cried not to leave me.
Don't take literally.
I just mumbled in my heart's zone.
Damn sure that he didn't hear my mourn.
Confusing?
Yea..I loved him a lot.
Pericardium pierced with a shot.
Bullet penetrated my loyalty,
Which he lacks..
Don't take literally.
Teen gun triggered my hunger
Towards him and my fingers
Sought a place in his palm
And my lip balm
Fought with me to taste
His epidermis's waste.
He never let them to sip
Hot tea as it is replacing his lips.
The coffee now enters the larynx,
Burst into laughter when think about mix
Of his saliva in the pharynx.
Vocal cords feel vomiting
Words,he said at times,we used to dating.
But teeth crushed the tongue and did
Not let them to peep in front of my kid
And husband,whom I married.
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சிறிய நாடுதான் ஆனால்
சீரிய குண்டுகள் பாயும்நாடு.
சில்லறை வாணிபச்
சிறப்புப் பெற்றும்
சின்னாபின்னமாக சிதறிக்கொண்டிருக்கிறது.
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