My words

My words are falling incessantly from that oak tree lying in the refuge at the bottom  of that big old giant waiting for the mercy of the wind  to gently glide and take  away to promised lands where they were strewn again  or kept in the folds of the  those yellow pages to remind us again …

Denied

Deny me bread, air, light, spring, but never your laughter for I would die. --Pablo Neruda It is the sheer feeling that mere thought that I can be turned down for the most beautiful wonderous feeling on the face of this earth a feeling so deeply woven. into the fabric of our hearts. The core …

Location

Between the thumb and the forefinger where I'm counting and mapping your freckles as my fingers slide over your curves and etches a map of my universe where my soul my love my passion finds solace, And in every nook and corner of your soul I find shelter for my darkness to hide and dissolve …

My Soul

"When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.” ― Rumi My soul is a river come dip your toes in it it will soak up your worries and anxiety  will soothe your pain and infuse you with the nectar of love and warmth that cozy feeling which is …

Naked

It takes away all your inhibitions strips down all your fears and  scrubs away all the malice and rubs that ever glowing concoction of love and passion on you to give you that ever glowing aura, that patina, that is ageless and eternal You cannot hide behind your facade it will strip away your masks and …

Time melts ( Micro poetry)

Origin

This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry of the same name. Read Origin here. That sweet essence  those aromatic hues encapsulating  me and my soul where my desires douse and  are reborn  as they are  baptized in your love stripped of all my sins as my faults and scars are  slowly and surely erased  and  …

Proof

I have read the fairy tales and stories of love for time eternal they are as true as they come if I could only believe the prince charming for real I have recited the verses of love the sonnets and the poetic metaphors when you compared the moon to to my beauty to make me …

Inflammable

This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry.Read it here Those fleeting glances those eye contact never bothered me there were many in the crowded room, in the subway, in the clubs, on the dance floor They could never hold my gaze for too long none of them were that strong They could not …

Transient (Micro poetry)

Jealousy

When I want you I want you all not in bits and pieces Never want to share traces of you with anybody at all the sun which shines on you and lights up your face takes away the moment of you facing my way the wind which blows and touches your skin steals away the moments of …

Trick

“if it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it.” ― Charles Bukowski Speechless Dreamless Bedazzled Lost in your thoughts in complete awe of your demeanor lost in the reverie …

Why I need your love?

Don't ask me to explain why I need your love, a parched soul, in the search of that oasis even the slightest glance of you quenches my heart Don't ask me to explain why I need your love, a wild deer, galloping in the thicket of the forest seeking fervently for that musk seeded within his …

Where is the home you are looking for?

Being a part of a relationship should not be like facing an obstacle course. Yes, it should present you with challenges and give you the experience of dealing and growing but the whole timeline of being in a relationship should not present itself as a confrontation. A constant challenge. It should help you grow as …

Doldrums ( Micro poetry)

Simple Pleasures ( Micro poetry)

Reflection

How many times have you been mistaken for someone else in a crowd or when you are missing someone so dearly that you are constantly looking for bits of him in other people.I guess " The out of sight, out of mind" analogy doesn't work for the people who are longing for their lost ones.Love always leaves a deep impression on your soul, which is hard to forget. Love reflects in mysterious ways.

Bloom (Micro poetry)

Connection ( Micro poetry)

P.S: This thought has been inspired by my blogger friend Shantanu

Origin (Micro poetry)

This micro poetry is a prelude to a poem of the same name.Read the full poem here

Voice

When I heard you the first time I shifted my gaze to look for you in that crowded room your deep-throated voice stirred something inside my soul and started something I didn't know   When I heard you the first time I felt as if you have called out to my sleeping soul and shook me …

Lovemaking (Micro poetry)

This micro poetry is a prelude to a poem.Read the poem here

Anchored

I'm anchored grounded, in your heart where my soul is resting peacefully undisturbed in its tranquility unaware of the turbid emotions taking birth in me A fleeting touch of your palms make the eyelids heavier dreams are becoming reality I have put my worries to rest as I rest my soul in your lap your …

Wait (Micro poetry)

This post is in response to the daily prompt Assumption

Distraction (Micro poetry)