They always do..

When you have ridden for so long and the wind passing your face doesn't feels pleasant anymore the clickety clack of the wheels rolls around as  life coming back to the same spot no matter how much you change you just pretend it just doesn't affect you anymore Believe me, it does They always do … Continue reading They always do..

Crimson Dreams

“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” ― Pablo Neruda Dreaming of crimson dreams under the satin sheets in the warmth of your hold warmed by your existence Kissed by the dewdrops hugged by the passion of your love cuddling in the fluffy pillows feeling … Continue reading Crimson Dreams

Intoxicated

My eyes are still intoxicated by your dreams of your presence I'm still imbued in the softness of your lips entwined in mine the pleasure still lingers the moaning still living under the bated breath arms are still feeling the your gentle embrace fingers still counting the turns they make my mouth still smells of … Continue reading Intoxicated

After Hours: When I dance with her- Megha Sood

Another poetry feature on the GoDogGO cafe.. this poem is one of my personal favorites. As it combines my love of poetry and dance.
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when I dance with her Megha

Locked gaze of hungry eyes
a fleeting touch of her body
Sudden twists and turns
Swirls, which are so naughty
Emotions flowing in locked steps
Driving both the souls in unison
Tapping feet makes the melody
When I’m with her
Music stirs our souls
Beats makes the heart move
Clapping to the ever-changing melody
Body does the groove
That syncopated feeling
when the world is moving in unison
Nothing compares to that ecstasy
When I am with her
The bare touch of her fingertips
electrifies me
Gliding and flowing of her body
Stirs the tides inside me
You can feel the passion
You can taste the love in the air
Passion has a new meaning
When I dance with her.
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I’m an avid reader, loves to sing, an ardent lover of poetry and sometimes can scribble few lines too. Loves to dance in the rain, have…

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Making of a lover

With your kohl-lined eyes staring at me giving me those tantalizing looks that lovers only give those languid hands lying bare on my body counting the freckles for the millionth time and giving a name to each one for me with a twinkle in your eyes and passion dripping from your cherry lips it burns … Continue reading Making of a lover

Crimson Dreams

Reblogging this as I read poems of Pablo Neruda.

Megha's World

“As if you were on fire from within.

The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
― Pablo Neruda

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Dreaming of crimson dreamsunder the satin sheetsin the warmth of your holdwarmed by your existence
Kissed by the dewdropshugged by the passion of your lovecuddling in the fluffy pillowsfeeling the caress and the touch
Lips sealed by your lovegasping for airgaps between our fingersare filled with moments of love
Eyes filled with dreamsDreaming the crimson dreams.


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When I dance with her

Reblogging this in response to the daily prompt Dancing

Megha's World

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Locked gaze of hungry eyes
a fleeting touch of her body
Sudden twists and turns
Swirls, which are so naughty

Emotions flowing in locked steps
Driving both the souls in unison
Tapping feet makes the melody
When I’m with her

Music stirs our souls
Beats makes the heart move
Clapping to the ever-changing melody
Body does the groove

That syncopated feeling
when the world is moving in unison
Nothing compares to that ecstasy
When I am with her

The bare touch of her fingertips
electrifies me
Gliding and flowing of her body
Stirs the tides inside me

You can feel the passion
You can taste the love in the air
Passion has a new meaning
When I dance with her.

Picture Credit Google.com
This poem is in response to daily prompt Interest

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Crimson Dreams

“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” ― Pablo Neruda Dreaming of crimson dreams under the satin sheets in the warmth of your hold warmed by your existence Kissed by the dewdrops hugged by the passion of your love cuddling in the fluffy pillows feeling … Continue reading Crimson Dreams

When I dance with her

Locked gaze of hungry eyes a fleeting touch of her body Sudden twists and turns Swirls, which are so naughty Emotions flowing in locked steps Driving both the souls in unison Tapping feet makes the melody When I'm with her Music stirs our souls Beats makes the heart move Clapping to the ever-changing melody Body does … Continue reading When I dance with her

Daily prompt-Focused

This post is in response to the Daily post prompt challenge for the word Focused Staring at you, star struck by you I'm in complete awe of you I'm gathering all my thoughts trying to salvage them the fleeting emotions The mere mention of you The sheer presence of you rattles my mind and body … Continue reading Daily prompt-Focused

Presence

Have you ever felt so connected to a person that the mere presence of him in a room will fill you with passion? Even though he is not near you, he can immerse you in his soulful presence. Your heart starts beating to his rhythm and your eyes are desperately waiting for the glance where you connect. The following post encompasses that feeling. Read the following post and let me know how you feel about it.