About Me

Thursday, September 22, 2011

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.




   


Tuesday, September 20, 2011

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.



Monday, September 19, 2011

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.


Friday, August 19, 2011

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








Tuesday, August 16, 2011

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

Saturday, August 13, 2011

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




Wednesday, August 10, 2011

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. 





Thursday, June 30, 2011

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.

















Monday, June 27, 2011

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.









Wednesday, June 15, 2011

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



Monday, June 13, 2011

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..



















Friday, June 10, 2011

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

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

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..
.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

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.








Monday, April 25, 2011

Oneness.

Fix me Cozy,
Make me Hazy,
Just wanna breathe,lie here
with you very close,very near

Lost in our glories
Spoilt by our fantasies
Every edge to exhibit,the trophies,the rubies,
Nothing to hide,even the inner manics,and the zanies

Into each other,we shall delve
all through dawn,dusk and till twelve
divulging the past mortifications
dreaming  the future mansions


troubles halved
worries shelved
Discovering us
something very pious

Cupid's arrow,by the touch of Midas
struck us,unveiling something precious
Something very true and sublime
with an assurance of a lifetime

Just you and me,not a care
Just your thoughts and mine,to share
Just your heart and mine,to flare
Just your soul and mine to bare

Submerged as two
Emerging as one.


Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Rain in my Heart




Like a dry leaf,
i was to hold to my dear life..
But instead I Hoped somebody just nip me off with a knife..
vulnerable to the breeze and sunshine..
I was tired of this thirsty dreary life of mine
In this unending drought,my cells malignant
how long was i supposed to wait for someone genuine and gallant?
Yes,I've been wooed..but been broken too
too many times to count,too many days of blue
They were just slight drizzles,giving me false hopes
And each time i walked,blind-folded,on those breakable ropes
And each time,i fell into an abyss,scattering into bits and pieces,my heart and soul
and EACH time,i gathered those shreds,matching them,to make myself whole
But,now,I'm tired,I'm tired of being tired
I stay with my hair unkempt,uncombed
my skin sallow,
my eyes shallow,
I waited and waited
Thirsty and starved
For li'l drops of your love,
For a lil taste of your love
quench my thirst
save me from this first
Bring me a lil relief
Give me back my belief

Let the drops touch me,and i shall bury my gloom
Let the drops of love reach me,and i shall bloom
I'm waiting for you to Reign my Heart
I'm waiting for Your Love to Rain in my heart

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Serenade


Let's write our own story...
Our stealing sights, leaping as letters
Our sweet snuggles, waltzing as words
Our engaging acts, enchanting as expressions
Our silly-serious squabbles, poignant as periods
Our memorable make-ups, captivating as columns
Our breezy bites, tempting as titles
Our saccharine sweet-nothings, charming as Chapters
Our tantalizing touches,lustful as lines
Our rollicking romances, igniting as idiomsAdd Image
Our effervescent embraces, pretty as paragraphs
Our coquettish Kisses, swinging as sentences
Our fanatical fondling, frolicking as phrases
Our twilight's trysts, simpering as stanzas,
Our holding-hands, heavenly as Happy Ending
Our luminous love-story, eternal as an Epic.

My search for YOU


I wanna know what love is..

I will walk the whole way to know what it is..

I don't need any lift..any reservation..

Just pure love to end my starvation..

I know you're there,whoever you're

I know you care,so please stay...I'm not far

Been searching through every forest..under every bush

Been clinging,without any rest..to every lil feeling of mush

Seen your handsome image..blurred, but the love oh so clear..

Don't want to be just a page,but the whole darn book,very dear.

The lonely road sinisterly smiling...

"No one's there" it's squealing

But the branches of the trees..cover me,a sign of assurance

And I go on..walking towards you...with sole power of endurance

I see abstract signs of your love sent

And i feel it,in this nature's scent

And I'll cross everything..to find you "My Lochinvar"

Cos I know you're my meaning for "Happily Ever After"






Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Beacons of love


We're like the two lights...
flickering in the dark.
quivering with spark.
I have you.
You have me.
And nothing else matters.
I glow looking at your intensity...
You flow looking at me..thirsty.
Dancing to the soft tunes of the breeze...
Swaying in each others arms..me,you seize..
You fumble for me...
And I tremble for thee...
To be as one...
To become one.
I glitter with you or not at all
I glimmer within you or not at all
I ravish..content..with your love to the brim
I languish..vacant...without your love,I dim
Without you..i diminish into a mist
Without you..i cease to exist