THY HEART !


Thy can ne’er know

what art thy heart speaks

in silence thou ne’er heard

my  flutterings…

With a fistful of

songs of love

I try to  touch 

thy soul

with words of passion

written in your amor.

I set ablaze the

extinguishing fire

you doth not see it though

perhaps someday you might see

the ignited wick’s glow!

sigh I o’er for your glance

yet you ne’er perceive

the missed beats of thy heart

when I kissed your cheeks!

Upon the dream decor

I sleep and wish

for a momentous begin

when thy heart becomes mine

echoes my name whilst wandering!

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With love,

Soumya

THE DOE EYED !


 The doe eyed stared with a  mysterious look
gently rustling amidst the woods
fleeing  in  the dense  forests,
as my heart gets hooked…
 
Long slender leaves make
a perfect camouflage
peeping from behind the blades
a silhouette of charismatic gaze…
 
Wondrous walk ,measured steps,
fragrance spreads as she shakes her head
in the dark sultry nights,
hypnotizing is her image…
 
Starry sky twinkles
as she slips on  her derriere
glossy skin radiates
spell bounded I watch
the piquant …
submerging in the ocean like a mermaid!
 
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SALVE


A shriek from the realms of the heart
Echoes down within the veins
Swiping away the sweet melody
now breathes  the saddened symphony….
Bruises unseen felt ,when touched
respire through the open wounds,
The salve to soothen the lesion
Has vanished in the dark…
Words of comfort can't
calm the ache, as a sojourn
cannot blossom the flowers
Of a dying barren state…

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Connoisseur !


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Tracks through Golden Fields of Rapeseed


Running amongst the golden weeds
brushed I, my arms
over them,
sighed they and said
"Oh! wondrous one!
Where do you flee in haste!"
To my love ! 
the one who awaits,
there ,in the meadows 
of the verdure,
whose breath
caresses my hair!
 
"Wait here 
for few moments
Peace never reigns in love
tranquil here is the atmosphere
choose me to your companion!"
Smilingly I kiss the weeds,
flowers wild,
intoxicating me to sleep,
I answer ,
"velvet carpet ...of which you're the king,
pricks my soft  skin
of allegiance,
my soul hath known
only  the sunflower 
to be my connoisseur".

			

BECKON!


WRITTEN FOR Edward's Under A Romantic Monday.
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Tinkles the anklet shimmering silver,
calls out your name..
out of shiver...
the gorgeous ghaghra swirls 
swaying my thoughts...
do they reach you...
as I tiptoe and dance...?
 bangles ,the beauteous  wonder,
clinks ...
longing to  
get touched 
by the lover...
speaks the heart loudly
with thundering beats...
where hath my soul
has anyone seen him near?

He went deep into the forest,
Searching for some wood to burn,
I look for him everywhere
I pine and I yearn!

...
O! my Love!
ignites the fire...
waiting to enkindle your spirit,
echoes the soul , 
beckons your beloved...
with embrace of her warmth... 

 
* GHAGHRA: Indian traditional skirt,long ,embroidered and pleated!
* ANKLETS: jewellery of silver or gold worn in ankles.

EMBERS !


Glowing balls in the sky 
sparkling with dazzled fire,
 Wishes mine are the embers
 Burning with bright desire...

Lost and lonely i was
 untill i heard your decision
 Molten thoughts flowed away
 While on way to your carnival...

You lived amidst the valley of flowers
 Where heaven was shy of
 The beauteous creation...

I stepped in your paradise
 echoed the words then in my ears,
 Of the song that we had hummed together...
 "There will a moment of bliss
 When you and my soul  shall meet...
 Inspite of lips being stitched
 Love will be in our eyes for each other..."
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” A FLAMENCO”- MY 600th !


 A glass of sherry wouldn't scathe,
guessed she holding the glass in her palm,
on the lanes dark , dim lights sparked,
her scarlet skirt danced with the storm,
golden tresses swayed and hooked
every roving eye sneaked through
 the corner of their iris blue...
Gracefully she swung in rhythm on the Phyrgian mode
like a bird of elegance she flutters
Such a Flamenco on the street was neither seen nor heard,
she twirls and taps to the beats of the winds gorgeous,
she claps and waves with a spright so clean,demure
in love with the mountains
In romance with her self,
ecstatic entrancing
the true Roman becomes sensuous!

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BUTTERFLY KISS !


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flipping I flew
kissing your cheeks
With my soft wings
I fluttered  and encircled you
shrouding from
the scorched ray
of  sorrow...

wings of desire
emerged
A  butterfly I transformed into
from a caterpillar...
magical  touch
 yours was 
the gift of love
I welcomed
from the darkness
I  sprung ...
watching you philander
and 
 I being coquette
for your pleasure!

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Written for Edward's blog: Romantic Monday

Everything Before Romantic Monday.

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