A piece of advice, from a not so perfect parent. But I am sure it’s worthy enough.
Stuck in my eyes,
unhindered, were his words ;
without a blink, he focused on me;
he admired my soul;
like it was the first time;
he saw me open up;
all i felt was, a thousand flowers blooming within ;
like every time his eye lashes scribbled the most romantic epic in my heart;
my heart was pounding, like the chugging of the train approaching me;
every step he took, the heartbeat was echoing much more;
as I could feel the heat of his body against mine;
I just shut my eyes,
an unknown hormone, buds a smile on my lips;
drying away my throats;
like awaiting the downpour of the rain;
I raised my neck, enough to be pecked rightly;
finally, our breaths were bouncing against each other;
and then , i felt the tiny drop of dew on my lips;
and I smirked, as If i was soaking in the first rain of my life.
Your fingers, painting the most exotic one on me;
as it drifts across and sprays the paint on the canvas which is me;
i feel like a rainbow, soaked in every colour that encompasses you;
each moment is like we are sailing together in the boats of our dreams,
under the blanketed night sky;
the dreams, wherein, i am just the right flower for you taste the honey.
as i bloom, in every drop of love from you,
you take me to ecstasy, beyond my thoughts,
you pecked away , every feather of my thoughts;
unbuckling me into space, where you are the only gravity;
that held me closer, a breath away.
Being a writer, the only desire is to be published.
Even when not many might not end up reading, it is always a pleasure to publish. Thanks to Notion Press Publishing for supporting amateur writers like me in accomplishing their dreams with Xpress Publishing,
Here I am so delighted and excited to launch my book of poetry- Soul Recitals. Hope you all find this bunch of poems an interesting way to chill on a coffee break.
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Heartbeats, thumping like the beats of music.
that you always loved listening to.
I just heard only the rhythm, it was playing..
as you were sighted right in front of me..
brightening my eyes..
overwhelming my thoughts, with nothing but you..
I stood awake,
but I was closing my eyes and listening to the heart,
which homes me..
like the raindrops, falling into the ocean…
becoming one with it..
I wished you rain upon me…
reciting the poetry of dewdrops…
and smooching away the inhibitions in me…
all I knew it that, the only thing I want
is love you much more…
and feel alive.
Just freeze the moment..
and loop in that moment forever
and let you take me into you…- The Home I always adore to be in.
Engulf my thoughts,
with the boundless zest.
rekindle my moments with that music,
that just taunts my memories…
that floods in, giving a rush of emotions …
spurring my poetic senses..
all I need is those warm cuddles..
wherein my words come flooding by..
like the uncountable caresses you shower on me,
every word, you utter becomes poetry to me..
and every touch you make,
enthralls my skin…
invoking the hidden desires…
that slips away from my lips but ends in yours…
I want to be the poetry..
that you recite, with the ink you bleed in love with me..