Wrinkled Anger

Cleansing the said
removing its effect,
I fall on your chest
leaving behind resentment
fall for your spirit.

Listen to unsaid
blank verses of your beats,
They sing a choir
of our love.

A touch of rock
sculpted into gem
A green leaf turned pale
fallen and dead.

We are flowers dried
yet rejoice
the fading skins
as pious as
Mother Mary's wings.

PS: The poem featured in Purple Hues, an international anthology published by Sanmati publishers, Delhi.

Love

A demon that haunts
Comes or not, a matter of chance.
Fades or finds, the heart.
If chokes them, it bleeds and dies.
The blots stay safely etched in life.

PS: This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

Broken glass like hearts

Bits of love
Pieces in separation
Mingled to form
An incomplete ache.

Some feelings felt
Some emotions drenched
Some days they smiled
Sometimes silence reigned

Love undercuts love
Gaze turned glares
Softness now coarse
Screaming breathe of hers

His heart wore indifference
It was the end
Her heartache strangulated
Her breathe choked

Refused to move in...

Disarray

His indifference
Recreates a queer
Painting of pain.
In my spirit
I live a little more.
My body fades,
wishes to live less.
His absence
mars my existence.
I sink in the sea
Poisoned with ache.
Heart shrinks
With fears
I break down
In despair.
Distressed
With games
Folks Play
Thin lines
Between physical
And emotional
Mind wanders
To seek
Comprehension.
He feeds my demons
To play games
Instead of enduring
Melancholia.
Should I walk away
To part ways
Or walk closer
To belive
Its not fake.
It will not betray
My hopes & dreams
I had seen & believed
I shall live them
Someday.
With each stab
Im losing track
Of life, of love
Of hope, of cures.

Pouring Love

If you ever leave
disappear like Sun
I want you to rise
every morn
in my arms.

Live in my eyes a life,
every night.
I'll hynotize
you to sleep
by my affectionate gaze.
You pull me into your dreams
by snuggling asleep.

Sleep in my lap
like Moon resting
in blanketed dark sky.
Innocence resting in
your closed eyes,
falling in drowsy dreams
of our life.

Romance sprinkle
Stars twinkle
a hopeful dance.
Chaos in clouds
clears by and by.

I belong with you
just like dew
to a leaf.
Bathe in my touch
it purges of pain
give you succour.

I resemble rain
in the way it falls,
I fall for you
like tiny abundant droplets
drenching the world.

Let me drown you
in the rainfall
of my love.
You sniff love with every breathe
like a drenched leaf
Wet soil shall bless us,
our union.

The cold breeze
cast a spell over us
make us love engulfed
as Nature celebrates a fair.

Brew me in your spirit
Blend me in your soul
Savour me like a juicy fruit
Lets paint love in universe
as Colors dance on canvas.

Let my skin rhyme with thine
Let us write verses on sand
Let us leave skinprints on nature
evidence of our deep love.

Our flow of love
like flow of verses
ceaseless tries & failures
to reach zenith
to compliment each line
of our lives
destined to be drawn
entwined.

We shall voice our love
like twittering birds.
The bird within me
longs to fly
explore every sky
accompanied by
you.

I wish to see the world
from your eyes.
I want to wander
holding your hand
in mine.

Our love will bloom
like a fresh flower
every morning
We shall consume
scented shower.

Our youthfulness might wither
but love will not.
Like dead dried flowers
we might look colorless
but true love is
in loving who
is not so beautiful.

Our love will see
wrinkles as ripples
underneath soul
caused by
the memories made
hands held
in moments of grace
in times of crisis.

Our bodies can be feeble
but aging do not make
hearts fragile.
Love strengthens
in blooming togetherness.

My heartbeats sing choir
call your
presence divine.
My love dipped existence
dances on your rhymes.

I shall exist in your poems eternally
You will stay immortal in my fables
We write each other
and make love through words.

We embrace a paradise
your touch worships
my smile blushes.
You distract me in gloom
& attract me in tune
of mellifluous love.

Our union will create
a new horizon of love.
Our skin at play
Our souls celebrating solace.
We shall rise in love
a little more
with the break of every dawn.

And She Blushed

It was the month of love,
Love was in the air as well as in the breathe of lovers.
The heart shaped red balloons as spry as cupid's move,
The red roses as wonderful as music of heartbeats.

He wore her favourite perfume,
She put on his favourite shade - red.
It was the first valentine together,
there were to celebrate.

He got a bunch of red roses, for her.
He stood waiting & she suddenly appeared.
His eyes emitted spotlight on her
And she blushed, love sparkled in her eyes.

Her crimson dimples defined infinite love
Her glossy curls fanned by air
Her ceaseless blissful smiles to have him as partner
Her proud kohled eyes shaped his life.

He walked towards her to take her in his arms
She surrendered herself into him as a mermaid
Partly his, partly hers
Their souls merged in that deep hug.

Their hearts could dance intimately
on the same rhythms rhyming to
each others buzz...
Blushing faces they were
Clad in bright smiles
Drowned in Delight
of Love, of Life.

PS : This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

Evince Love

Unlock words

And there will be a way

Open your heart & say

The feelings intense inside

The emotions bottled up right.

Save a relation

Don’t let it burn to ashes

Rescue it, for

Later you might

Cry about

Fingers Burnt.

Reconcile with your heart

In which someone else dwell.

Love is the only treasure

Immeasurable

In this ruthless world

Many will pass by

But not to stay

To deceive, to delude

To betray, be crude.

Don't let the one suffer

Who is true...

Disengage with silence

Break through

Mouth your heart out

For true love cross your path

Once in a lifetime.

Hold their hand

& relish life gleefully.

Unlock your mind

Let ego subside

Appreciate their existence

In your life

Consecrate yourself to the heart

Of that being.

PS : This was my entry for Picture Perception - II

Hold my hand

Hold my hand

& make me believe

that my love

breathes, exists

in trivial moments.

Let us create

a treasure of love

My heart will turn

a repository

of memories.

I do not yearn for

flowers & presents

in my hand.

I want your hand in mine.

Together we shall color our lives.

Come closer & take away blues

Pour me in some bright shades

Give me light days 

Supersede Sun & Moon's grace

My life will illumine in thy embrace. 

PS : Picture by me :) of a friend's hand.

Reflection in Mirror

I looked down deep in my eyes
traced some queer melancholia
tried to purge myself of pain
lips struggled to smile
finally, adorned my lips with smile.

Again gazed my eyes
He dwelt in those tiny eye balls
In that moment he glared me
Explored my soul
Residing in my heart.

Strong belief overpowered
He'll be mine
even after births pass
intact we
intertwined by Almighty.

My eyes possessed his permanent reflection
My ears heard him even though he didn't speak
My soul craved for his sublime soul eternally
My sole reason of sustenance was he
My heart fell for him infinitely!

PS : I thought of writing it as contribution in #LookingThroughTheMirror post by Aditi @islejazz but couldn't complete it at that time.

Words, Marry me?

Making love to words

Like bees collect nectar from trees.

For eons

Boarding bridges

Via words.

Words trudge inwardly

I write as a drudge wife.

With words at my side

I can create tarn.

Without them I go wan.

Writing – the best Bud

As it never fades away.

It’s forever young,

Resound bond!

Words work in a troop

Framing some grand trope!

Words seduced me when I was young child

Now I want you as my spouse, Mr. Right!

Oh! Words can I be thy bride?

Let’s make it legitimate with a feast.

We shall construct an aura,

dancing a waltz around flora

I inhale Words as oxygen,

Writing kicks in oestrogen.

I turn a demon,

Crave for erotic tickles.

Alike clock's tick tick

Words I pick

every second

I form honey out of

a beehive.

PS: This poem featured in Purple Hues, an international anthology published by Sanmati publishers.

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Shades of Love

He showered Rose Petals on her
Clad her with Red Color
Hot Flush & Crimson Blush
She bathed in his Silky Touch

Drowned in gushes of his breath,
Received & Reciprocated warmth
Her cherry red cheeks
heightened the charm!

White Bedlinen Blessed
Angels & Fairies surrounded
made it purest consummate
Souls mingled & mated

An everlasting union
Timeless Trance abound
Cupid glanced & grinned
Flew spry

They stayed under the spell of Love
Gained Paradise
Amid Rose Petals Shy
Lighted Candles high!

A Cloak binding Love

A cloak he got for her

She preserved,

Wore it seldom

When felt lonesome,

Stared it deep

Beheld his smiling countenance in it....

Waited for him late night

He would come

Drape it on her bod &

She’d mantle him onto her....

They shall eternally unite

Beneath Deep Down Dark Cloak

Mingling of breathe, forever respite
Steadfast knot to never be untied.

A Gift of God - LoveFall

A casual friend
gradually an addiction
eventually a Blessing
A Gift of God.

First hand wave from a few steps distance
with heels unbalanced
mesmerizing glance
magical trance.

Both love drenched
A thirst quenching hug
A timeless drug
Soul touching moments.

The First Glimpse
The First Kiss
Playing with tresses
A Blend of Blush & Bliss.

A Cute Cuddle
Silenced world
Close Dribbles
Weariness Deadened.

He knelt with A Ring
She stood with closed eyes
Her eyes gleamed with amazement
A gift for you, he sighed!

They Danced a waltz
Moved across the floor
Arms in Arms Timid
Graceful Dance.

He held her high in air
Swayed round & round
Her arms opened
to be filled in with Him.

Craving for touch
every second
a want, a need
a deadly deed.

A visit to temple
Holding Hands in Hands
Pious notion in Hearts
Crispy Smiles, Beats Chimed.

Coffees brewed afterwards
Quick Kisses & Pecks
Showered every now & then
Relished Relaxed pace of life.

Ambles in Puddle
Meeting each others' gaze
Shy Smiles
Bask in Hearts.

Celebrations Surprises Presents Gifts
Small attempts to adorn the life with delight.
By God's grace we rightly encountered
our gift packs glittering bright.

Sketch courtesy - Dikshita Chaudhary

Befallen Angel

A Cherub came from Celestial Abode

A Blessing to Safeguard

me from all the Hazard

& Haphazard in my Life’s Ride.

Befell over me, covered me

To protect me & share life.

He hid me underneath,

I felt so Safe Secure Serene

As i got Divine Seraph

We laid-back dormant torpid

Just We & Tranquility around...

Silent Blessed sound

Of our Souls We heard

Uttering we both were Gifted

To each other Forever

To Abide Together.

Peace Penetrated Pervaded into life

Like the crack of Dawn

Light Entered, Love Wrapped

Enthralled, Entranced, Enchanted...

Beheld Beautiful Soul
with closed eyes

Buried the Barriers of World

for Heavenly Consent were sent to Us!

BeakLock

Two doves

from Two different states

came along

sang a single song.

Togetherness perceived

Solitude healed

visualized dreams

of life’s cream.

Fluttered wings

Flied across seas & oceans

Took refuge

In trees overseas.

Had bird bath

Scooped water in beaks

& Foreign Fruits

In Fresh Colorful Orchard.

Preened each other affectionately

Rested, Roosted

Perched on a thick branch

Amid vast greenness, thence

Beaks locked

Blushed she dove a bit.

In the realm of paradise          

Eternally mesmerised.