Heart was talking relentlessly,
Mind made an espionage,
Love was stuck in the lips
Veins were boiling with lustful rage
A moment got snapped in the air, amidst
The ruthless mouth devoured my lips
An hour after hour after hour of canny surrender,
The whole room was filled with the fragrance of love n lust
and our bodies sweaty mist.
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Original publishing date: 14th june,2021)
Just feeling like
going to a farm-house,
surround myself with at least 10 puppies,
sip on a cup of coffee,
While reading a book
under the shade of a spring tree
And if I may imagine a bit more
The love of my life will be holding me in his lap
While in between kissing me
Feeling the bliss
From all the hustle-bustle of city life
For at least a few days, completely free.
(Originally posted on 4th March, 2021)
Is it only me or is there anyone else who just start imagining sexual scenarios wherever there is darkness on the road??
In the dim lights gleaming from far away
Like the twinkling starlit night on the ground
I commence imagining scenarios ecstatic
By my side only you to be found,
And once a while
Stopping by the side of a lane
Giving in to, for a split second, our feelings insane
I urge your closeness closer than ever
Our nerves thumping with the rush of lust and love
Like we tasted each-other before this never
The moments of bliss like serendipity then follow
We fill our one soul so profound
Leaving nothing in us that is left hollow.
(First published on 28th feb, 21)
I feel relaxed
You rule my mind..
Why am I feeling so obssessed lately
I have no reason to find..
“Laying under the moon
Hand in hand,
And next our tongues intertwined,
Soul getting desperate for a touch
To feel you, to feel me,
Blood rushing like a hot lava in the veins,
The night calls for a romantic rewind.”
(First published on: 29th june, 2021)
I am playing scenarios in my head
Too good to be true,
I can feel you in them so close
Can you feel it too??
(Published on : 22nd March, 2021)
I am a dark empath,
You will never get out of my claws,
And superiority complex;
I am too good to be true
with what I show you
Devoid of any flaws,
I know when you need me
I really know when you do,
With the facade of a help
I am encaging you
from where I want you to see me n only me
Or into a lonely abyss you will see no one else found
I am your one n only saviour, friend n philosopher,
My innuendos n wording you take so profound,
Stay under my control
You can shine with my sementic prowess
Or I will pull your strings,
Suck n eat away your energy
Hampering your independent progress.
(What do you think?? Isn’t this really a dark empath talking?? The words they never say loud but you can feel it..)
Poetry is not a few words littering here and there making them look so fancy in a rhyme,
Poetry is inking your emotions’ blood on paper that your soul starts screaming and healing at the same time.