Why don’t you, cover me up?
With your expanse, be my sky.
Why don’t you, tease me then,
With little gestures, reaching down?
Why don’t you, blind me now,
And let me guess, what you’re upto?
Why don’t you, come over me?
To weigh me down, till I sigh.
How I wish you come back. Why don’t you?
After you’ve lost all your clothing,
After you’re bare and vulnerable,
After you’re exposed to the worldliness,
After you’re split apart, wide open,
After you’re immersed in shyness,
You feel like nature’s coincidental creation.
You feel honest, having nothing to hide.
You feel close to who you actually are.
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
We found each other
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.
But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
Sometimes, you find yourself.
Fiddling between the life and death.
Do you bloom, simply to wither away?
Does youth long the embrace of earth?
With green shoots, fresh and alive,
Between the fall, before the spring!
All you do, is wait, hold on!
Untill you nomore belong.
While the lights tried to outshine,
With all that noise and dazzle, a few,
Meek subtleties, preferred the quiet.
Peeking at you, and still remain unseen.
They murmur, in audible undertones.
Silently, in harmony, they expose.
And yet there absence is so fierce!
That these lights seem flagrant.
How often we just see the bright,
And do not question, what if?
Darkness was the mother, of all that shines?
Beneath this Shamiana, He swore to her, he’ll always be. Her mate, through thick and thin. She swore too, she’ll never leave, His life, whether they lose or win. In that moment, Gods testified. For they just hint, how to begin. But it’s us, on Earth, who carry on, Either live to love, or be lost in sin.
For when she falls, she strikes.
And fills up the emptiness.
Immersing against gravity,
A drama, acted in brevity.
She walks, tall and quick.
Letting shadows plays a trick.
She’s bright LIGHT and lighter.
My life, like a leaf there.
Stood waiting for you,
Like winds of change,
I feared that I’d fall.
Shit scared of stillness,
Damn afraid of storms.
So my love, I urge,
That when you come,
Come gentle and slow,
Shake me to and fro,
and rock my roots,
And caress my hair,
With soft whisps,
and gentle breeze.
Soon my wind you’d come.
Leaving me fondled and firm.