The woman I am

A woman they call me

with curves and flesh!

a tender heart and

a smile!

I laugh 'bot as loud as I can

howling and cursing just the same!

Hush! they say, keep your voice low

they give me lectures on modestly

'bot the codes of the society!

speak low, walk slow with grace.

lower your eyes,

cover your self!

bah! I spit at them!

Aye I am a woman

with curves and flesh

with feelings and emotions

I laugh, I run, I sing I dance

Aye, I do sin, now and then!

Order me not to be quite!

This life of mine is mine to live

In ways I love,

doing things I love!

Stop not me and my dreams

but them and their evilness!!

Aye I am a woman

A woman with curves and flesh!

Perplexed

Longing swells in me

Like they never had...

His strokes on my body, splits fire

Hot lava runs in my vein...

Eye lids flutters and then close

His lips fuses with mine

His words of endeavor 

Like electric sparks...

Slowly they courses over me

The breeze singing, 

Of passion so profound.... 

Minutes tricks by, forgotten...

Love is sweet, a wait so deep...

Auspicious and royal

For it makes you feel serene

Fire and ice mixed so well

And in me they blast

In him I dissolve

In him I am lost...

Drugged by the sweetness of his kiss

Paralyzed by the softness of his touch 

And aroused by the tenderness of his eyes!!

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Girl, Who nobody Knew!

And the girl with so many dreams finally quite...

Without a final good bye,

She left the things she loved...

Search her not,

For she wound be found in the casket

Wrapped by white cloths...

She will finally lie still. . .

And people who loved her will wonder

'Who is she?'

The haters will talk

About the traumas she caused.

Others will simply muse over her...

Nobody will know the girl in the casket

Quite because she finally knew the truth

That she was a stranger to one and all...

The piano notes will flow over the hall

Carrying some melancholy,

They don't even mean!

And as tears dies she will fly

And the earth will sing

'This was the girl who nobody knew....'

And as she is buried,

The air will sigh,

For the place she took is all empty...

Casket will weight a trifle

For along with her lie her shattered dreams

Wimping over the lost.

And her tomb will read,

Craved in marble,

'A girl who striven for love

Left with none'

Molding of love

Lips lubricated by love

caresses mine....

Eyes twinkling with promise

of a carnal pleasure, burns a hole in me...

The feathery touch of his arms

leaves a trail of fire in the wake.

Each stroke one after the other...

A wave of pleasure engulfs me...

A hunger, A thirsts to quench...

breathless, quivering, needy

i lay there motionless...

My tooth sink into the tender flesh of his...

a muon, soft and silent

echoes around the room...

slowly, but surely

we fit into perfect harmony...

A connection of the souls

it establishes...

Strong, and forever it will stay..

Circle of Life: Part 1

The early morning breeze blew her hairs into her eyes. She was in her usual jogging... The same route she had taken since she took up jogging since 3 years back... jogging along the sea shore had never failed to glorify to her morning. No matter how much she cried at night, thinking about her brother she lost...

It was her mistake... she had been careless that day, she was never a rash driver, but that day, she don't know what had happened... one minute she was riding the bike, and teasing her brother about the girl who always shares her lunch with him and the next thing she remember was that tiny lifeless body, cold and stiff lying before her... it was like a waxed statue.... she felt guilty like anything.... She has seen the pain in her parent’s eyes but nobody had blamed. Their silence and acceptance made it harder on her... She could never forgive herself for that....

Since then her days and nights had crawled... it took a solid two year of therapy to at least get the half of her back... Doctor had suggested her to start up jogging; he had said that it would heal her.... And it was working... every time the slow salty breeze caresses her face, she feels a kind of peace... more over the sea and the breeze kind of makes her feel that her chottu is here somewhere... with her....

'Sis, you know you'll meet bhayya from here' he had once told her  while they came for a stroll in the beach a few days before she lost him forever... She had laughed at his childish folly then... Today it makes her cry, to remember those sweet memories that she will never get back now...

Wiping off the tears that she could never stop when she thinks of her little bro, she walked back to her bike and started back  home... to another hectic day ahead....  She did not know what the day holds... She is not worried about that, to be honest.... She knows she can get through the day as long as the memories of her bro stayed with her... And she had gained the strength from the sweeping waves and the blowing breeze...

And she was ready to face another day... Not knowing that after today her life is going to change completely....