Fervour

no furs,
or diamonds
rubies,
or sapphires
silks or satins
gladden my insides
as your fervent
kisses
urgent, and
stolen.

the ache within
the endless quest
for love
until eternity.

 desires are
little needles
that prick the soul
 the ache
that happily
ignores the cure

     

Forlorn

I miss the ache

that sought solace

 in your kisses.

The assurance of the hand

that held  mine

in testing times.

I miss the look

that wore warmth

to thaw the icicles

of my soul.

I miss the storms

that made me seek shelter

 in your embrace

Lost and forlorn

I miss everything

about you

A Lonely Rainy Day

 I roam aimlessly,
 bearing your thought,
on a rain drenched afternoon.

The world walks past me
absorbed in its pace
One is never lonelier
than on a rainy day

I look for you
peering into the mist
the fecund downpour
fails to wash off
your thoughts
The illusion stays with me
bearing the audacity of rain

Impulse

Unresistingly
I gush towards you,
my wild wild ways defy your
stolid anchor.

I am impulsive
and give way, often,
to exuberance
Your sobriety
holds me steady.

But look,
how I wrap you, at last,
 in my embrace
and leave you soaked in love!

The DNA of your thought

The cells and molecules

Of your thought

Stacked together,

Rather, funnily.

Resulting in a formation

That is completely

Incredible.

I find myself

Wandering in your thought

Helpless and lost

A maze

 Hard to explore

Harder to solve.

And you find me there

Completely vulnerable

Raw and uncertain

The Compromise.

And then
it didn't matter
how, and
why
we crumbled
under the onslaught
of compromises,
killing spirit
and, donning the garb of
Indifference.
Love and other trivialities
lost to
our egos that reigned supreme

And then,
It didn't matter
what remained in the end

Lonesome Moon

And the moon

floated across the expanse of the sky,

almost pompously.

Veiled occasionally

by the gossamer screen

of pearly white clouds

yet at times, strutting proudly

in all its majesty.

She wondered,

as the Moon peered through

her lace curtains,

if the moon was ever

lonesome.