The Girl of My Dreams.

Flowing like a bubbling brook

soft steps she took

Hugging herself amorously

palms slid from arcs of her shoulders,glibly

A mellifluous tune,she hummed  

lost in a trance of her own,she swayed

Shoulders loose, not a sign of worldly burden

oh!that Godly creation,what a maiden!

Child like yet womanly-complete.

enveloped in nature-now so obsolete

And then slowly she turned

right out of a painting ,she must have leaped

Laughter etched on her luminous face

Eyes sparkling of a heavenly grace

Lips carved into perfect smile

playing with Curls of her tresses,so nubile 

Holding a little red rose,she stood with her eyes low

She was not an angelic dame,but a force,hard to forego

Such a beautiful sight, such bliss

So palpable her vivacity,hard to miss

She stood in all her resplendence

I knew her,by some striking resemblance

But how?For I know not,of such absolute woman
She glowed on the earth she stood, like a lantern

Amazed! Then it struck me,

For that girl was me

I was that happy creature,blimey!

She winked at me in her mischievousness

I smiled from the utter mysteriousness 

and I stared as she kindly smiled,Touche!

Swaying into a tiny dot,she walked away.

Becoming a Pearl in an Oyster.

A Moon in a Celestial Cluster.

Strife.

Prologue:Though your sins be as scarlet,yet I'll make them as white as snow- The Bible.

I’m still now, armed with nothing but my will

And I see evil lurking, waiting for opportune moment to kill

I’ll suffer, but I shall not cave-in

I’ll wither,but to a thought of an escape i won't give-in

I’ll resist your long cycles of trials to test my greed 

I’ll shed tears, cough blood but for an escape I will not plead

I shall face you with my eyes open

I shall not cower myself into a shameful den-
until I realize the purpose of my days

Until I find an answer in your golden rays

I’ll stay. Turn the land beneath me to quicksand

Even then I’ll stay, for the fire in me isn’t bland

With the strength in my body

I shall fight all the ugliness to attain absolute beauty

With the faith in my heart

I shall sculpt myself into a living form of art

With the truth in my soul

I shall burn my sins to ashes and attain the purity of coal

Me defined.

Not the luscious fruit

But the basis of it-the strong root

Not an exquisite ornament

But crux of your being, your very temperament

Not the tailored suit hugging your body

But the very blood running in your veins-mighty 

Your bare essential

Your mystic credential

To you-

I am the thirst for water

I am the breezy soother

I am the the touch of warmth

I am the smell of earth

I am the very existence of your own nature

Wind, Rain, Mud -all molded into me, a sculpture.

Reflection

 I’m an art and you’re my artist

Your Heart and Mind, made me in their tryst

You shaped me, you coloured me

You molded me and I will just be

I’m your script, your own calligraphy,

Embedded with letters from your life’s odyssey

you dotted my i’s and crossed my t’s

you danced in my eyes and sweetened me into dainties

Sometimes I am harsh

And sometimes I am hush

Sometimes I am cold

And sometimes I am bold

Cos that’s how you made me

that’s how you fashioned me to be

Nothing impure, just your true reflection

Echoing your every affection and affliction

When you’re flooded with happiness

I shall buoy up in high tides with richness

I’ll lock-in these sweet moments

And I'll remind them in future torments

when you’re in a painful drought

I won’t be the mirage to be hungrily sought

But I’ll mirror your underlying aplomb like an aegis

And I’ll be the thirst-quenching angel of an oasis

In Unison.

Prologue: My imagination on the beginnings of genus of a flower.Everything has a love story hidden.

She’s the God’s most beautiful creation

Painted are her petals with tender care and affection

Regal yet genial, she’s a perfect vision. 

Soft and Silky are her features, so delicate is she

As rays of sun bathe her, she savors it dearly

As whiff of fresh air touches her, she dances in glee

But alas! She was not sprinkled with a fragrance

Folks come, maddened by her beauty from a distance

They reach her eagerly, willing to be lost in a trance

As they breathe her in, hits them the terrifying emptiness

As they release their yearning grip, hits her-the nothingness

Left again, after a brief yet passionate courtship, strikes her-sadness

Myriad admirers holding her, on love’s pretext

Embracing one moment yet leaving her at the very next

She was drained from the rejection, she was vexed

But, there was one suitor, a buzzing bee, hidden behind,

He observed her; her every contour was deeply etched in his mind,

He dared not to pursue, for he was nothing, but to him she was love defined

One day, after another rejection, withering in shame, she whimpered

Unable to see her in sadness anymore, he whispered

--his love, vowed her his true love and sweetness he poured

He called to the Gods, pleaded them to make them one

At the Purity of his love, hearts were won

Within her beauty rested his honey, such was the union

All her tears over the years, seemed like a payment so petty

All her lamentations seemed smaller in front of his chivalry

For he sacrificed his whole being for her, dissolved into her softly

Now, she is scented with a pure and exhilarating essence

She sways to the dulcet tones of his love’s presence

And laughs in Sweet blossoms of her fragrance.

   

The lil Orange petal.

We, the mankind pledged we would take care of her,

But instead we turned into one mighty burglar

Robbing her stealthily and slowly, we such Jackals!

Now she trembles, a soft tissue caught between the iron shackles

We know not that with our every action we’re being cursed

And we shall pay our price, with hunger and thirst

Hunger of the heart, to be enriched with her beauty

Thirst of the soul, to be engulfed in her purity

Running after the wrong things

Bloodshed over the materialistic cravings

Precious are not Silver, Gold and Diamonds

As every inch of earth is being stripped for 'em within seconds

There will come a day--our race stricken with grief

When we all will yearn to see a healthy green leaf

And that day will mark the beginning of our mortal peril

When even diamonds cannot equal a lil orange petal.

Crescendo.

Someday we shall live entirely in nothing but a single kiss

                                                 -Kyle Parrish

Like the waves rushing to embrace the shore, in candor!

Like the thunderstorm striking the clouds, in uproar!

Like the dew caressing the leaves into a new morning ,sweet amore!

Like the rain drops kissing the flower in a rhythm, Encore!!

It’s a silent agreement infused with a hearty honesty.

Where the girl’s eyes lower, bashfully

When the boy pursues thirstily

And in a trice,to them,the whole world goes misty

Just then,The eyes smile with an ethereal glow

The ears burn with the molten heat flow

As the heart orchestrates music like a maestro

and each muscle weaves a harmony reaching a seraphic Crescendo.

Emotional Maze.

They say I've -

a lovely face

a walk of such grace

eyes-sparks of innocence

words-flares of brilliance

But who're they?

Family?friends? nay!

I'm a girl turned away

thrown amidst a fray

they say-lovely face and innocent eyes

But It's all a pretense,a pretty disguise   

they can't see the tears under

they can't see my struggle for an answer

They say i'll grow out of it

With time,They say i'll forget it

But time has only deepened the gashes

the Orphaned feeling,whipping me with invisible lashes

With no release

from this painful freeze,

In an emotional maze i'm trapped 

From my own life, I'm deserted

Divine Bells.

Silence of no life,

Quiet nothingness,rife

prevailing in the foyer

filling every pillar

Beauty is just a facade

I'm a temple,with no God

with rusted lamps and dying torch

dead leaves lying on the porch

By the smell of air I shall know

you've come to get me out of this limbo 

Step in,and ascend your throne

turn me a woman from a hard stone

Let them Chime in glory

Let them Sing their own story

Passing through brooks and trees

Echoing in hills and valleys

Let me hear the divine bells

Let me hear the sound of Love,as it revels

Let me hear the divine bells

Let me hear the divine bells

Ringing and Singing

Ringing and Singing

raining fire..

Fire crystals i've seen

burning desires they've been

matching with heaven's solemn red roses

equivalent to hell's intense,infernal blazes

flaming atoms within

only with thee their laughs begin 

dancing in spirals,a confluence to be whole

the adrenaline rush,with eternal stoking of coal

searing the skies,like a couple of jets of light

glowing in the dark,like two fairies in delight

fighting a duel of  effervescing fumes

Writing a new duet in love's historic volumes

Color me love.

A look at you and-

a rush of pink makes its way to my cheeks

Into my eyes,a flash of fluorescence sneaks

a touch of red flows through my lips

Hot embers of orange, fire through my veins to the finger tips

heart shivers into moody blues,when it misses your tenderness

sunshine spreads over warmly,its yellow wings,once it feels your closeness

and turns lively green,when your love rules over me as..my Highness

away from you,it burns down to black cinders,losing itself into darkness

You shade my life pink,red and blue---bright

Without you i'm left as a blank paper---white

Oh my love,Maroon me not

For you've transformed me from a thorn to the violets of a forget-me-not

Paint me with your colours and fill me up with your hues...

And promise ,that a masterpiece of  love ensues

Colour me love

Colour me love. 

Blissful Sighs.

Let the truths transpire
Let the hearts conspire
Let the bodies spark
Let the souls be stark 


Down there,lie our dark secrets,
may hit us like sharp bullets
But aside,Noting shall we shove
To emerge as embers of love

Let us lie under the moon and it's celestial cluster

gazing up and drinking ambrosial nectar

Let us make our own constellation

Under the heavenly speckled ocean

In love,let there be no score tallying
In love,Let there be no dilly-dallying
Let us-the true lovers,not wait
Let echoes of our vows soon reverberate


Whatever scares that may befall
If we trip,Together we shall fall
Together we shall rise and ride
To gather the pieces and stand in pride


Life will be  indecent
with every ugly fang's descent
Life will be incandescent
with every blossom's scent
Into it all,we shall dive
Through it all,we shall survive
With hearts entwined
And hands locked
In pure love and dark lust
till we rust and fall to dust
Or till we rise and ride the skies
breathing-in blissful sighs.

My Moon

Embracing the moonlight, feeling his entire presence

All my beauty is his pristine luminescence

After these many eons, the spring has finally arrived

After these many years, the flowers have finally laughed

Blossoming are the wishes, long lulled to sleep

Awakening sensations, which lie so deep 

As he caressed my cheek, slowly

Every vein, like a string, played a symphony

Tingles flowed through me, and I trembled with euphoria

As he romanced with me...I glowed in sweet taste of manna

Never again shall they fall, the pearls from my eyes

Never again shall they wither, the bed of buds, loved by butterflies

My heart is floating in the God’s painting of blue

As he churns intangible emotions, eternal love is set on,to brew.

Extinct.

what is a hurricane?
to an already uprooted tree
what is a caging cane?
to a soul that was never free


what is a broken string?
to a guitar that was never played
what does a new job call bring?
to a body already on trade


what is  help?
to a lost hope
what is another yelp?
to a body under the rope

what is  revival?

to a wounded love
what is survival?
to a lost love

Aphrodisiac.

the heights of it..
the depths of it..
the noose from it..
the truce from it..
It's infinity.

It's eternity.

the prologue of it..
the epilogue of it..
the lashes from it..
the gashes from it..
It's wreckage.

It's voyage.

the genesis of it...
the nexus of it..
the havocs from it..
the lilacs from it..
It's unrealism.

It's animalism.

the tryst with it..
the gist of it..
the glitches from it..
the stitches from it..
It's urges
it's bridges


the strokes of  it
the hoax of it
the friction in it
the exultation in it
It's torrents.
it's currents.


It,
pains you.

drains you.

quakes you.
weakens you.
agonizes you.


Truly,love isn't for the faint hearted.
gifted only to the ones,who dare to be tormented.
perspires you wet in day light and pitch-black..
for it is a sweet painful aphrodisiac..

The Secret.

Everything was just the same,but clearer
the smokescreen lifted for her,
the grass looked greener
The flowers smelt sweeter


She wore a smile,so deep but so shy
As if she was holding a secret,so sly
looking at the canopy of the sky
she let out a happy sigh!!


She played the last night,slide by slide
giggling to herself,she reminisced the undulating ride
Hitting her were vast oceans of emotions tide after tide
Overwhelmed was she at the sudden beauty,that she espied


The dusk's enchanting rendezvous
still lingering in her mind's view
Can she ever bid adieu??
For this was an elixir,afresh and anew

sin,they say,but she felt almost ethereal,so pure
pure in her femininity,her spirits touching the azure
She smiled again,so shy but so sure
holding a secret was she,of eternal furore


She felt her complete existence
blooming into womanhood, in its deepest sense
here was she,light as ever,with gratitude intense
For she had the secret,of a beautiful consequence.

The Chosen One.

Not even close to perfect
but definitely hard to resurrect
Not even close to beautiful
but definitely more than colorful
Not even close to stable
but definitely hard to crumple
Not even closely mystique 
but definitely more than quixotic


Looks nonchalant like anybody else
But so different in dealing with ideals
Looks frivolous like others

But so different in the ideals he mothers

A man with a determined soul...

Not just playing a dreamer's role

A man with a loving heart

Like a true blue romantic's art

A man with a pious body

used not,cheaply as a commodity

To be embraced by such

To be loved so much

One hopes to be The One

To be His Chosen one

Deprived.

You vowed never to be apart

Blindly,I carved your initials deep into my heart,

now these unending tears incapable of clearing those

roll down my cheeks,helplessly writhing in deep throes

You said you wouldn't leave me at all..

But here I stand,in the dark,agonizingly,fighting my fall

You said it's 'Me', what the nightingale sings

But here I stand with my broken wings...

Never asked,with me why you fell in love?...

But you did say I was your treasure-trove

You did say I was your beautiful little dove

You did say I was made just to snuggle in your alcove

Now,when my heart's aching for a reason

You got nothing,but just a nail for my coffin

tried to bury all the kisses into the past...

But alas! they haunt.forever-they shall last

You've taken away the light
bringing upon me a blight

You've taken away the path

now I shall wither in my own wrath

You've taken away 'yourself'...my very own.

You've taken away My crown...My throne..

.

Eden.

The austere eyes pronouncing their malevolence
The aristocratic inspection adding to his parlance
The laugh lines...mocking in his sure conquest
The rogue hair,unkempt,in this brutal quest
The huge hands..in humongous masculinity..pawing me
The long legs..fencing my femininity..caging me
The Line on his torso...my reason to surrender

The Scent on his nape..my reason to render

The great old jacket hanging on the door
The jeans that lies sprawled messily on the floor
Mess that's resplendent
Mess that's my atonement
And I've become part of this beautiful mess
For I'm part of his heart..reigning it,as his duchess
Yet, I'm under his control..his command
But proud to be his own,to reward or reprimand
For his doings are honest and pure
They launch me into the skies of azure

And there lies my Heaven,
My Eden.