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Why should my love be constrained

My desires have no boundaries
so why should my love be constrained?

Let it flow like the morning glow
painting the cerulean canvas
with ornate of convergent dreams
drawing my agog pneuma’s vicious desires
with shades of turquoise green
and if you can find your shadow in it
I will submit my conspicuous self
to be consumed by your fervid thirst

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Drenched in love

There are moments
when all my brave smiles
that I often put in front of you,
melts

and my desirous heart
just crave to be with you
I long to hear all those words
that you pretentiously hide

with the hope that
today while I anxiously wait
you will just liberate your long held thoughts
even if it is just a few syllables,
and I will remain in your world forever
drenched in love

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Our Meeting

The khol danced
in the gleam of your eyes
beaming an innocuous charm,
and before I could brace my pulsating heart,
a thin smile broke on your lips,
pulling me into a ravine.

And I fell, but gently
like a gray leaf falling from a tree
on summer skies
floating into oblivion
And I felt ecstatic,
for you were there to hold me
in the fold of your unspoken desires

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Possibilities

I love your silence,

the quietness that draws like the fog on a winter morning caressing the gelid airs,

for in your innate absence of voice,

my desirous heart wait with a hope of a beautiful possibility called us

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Love It is

It is nothing but tragedy that keeps the flair of love strong within us

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Do You?

My words are nothing but a confetti displaying your and mind myriad emotions in vivid imagery, but do you have the aberrant eyes to see and the courage to speak your mind? 

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What Troubles Me the Most

Not the fury that you display when you’re in a rage,

Nor the old melodies that you hum with a sudden craze,

Neither the endless talks from the days of yore,

Or the petulant burst of laughter while mentioning the silliest joke.

In actuality, such myriad emotions are not bothersome but boon.

For what troubles me most is your dry doe eyes,
empty smiles,
and the silence,
which has now become intolerant,
for they scream with a roar.

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How Can I?

How can I impede
the eruption of those myriad thoughts
that is convoluting your mind
pulling you into a ravine?

How can I caress
your heart gently one touch at a time
as it beats impetuously
dissolved in fear of some inane keen?

How can I unravel
those innocuous emotions
stashed deep within you
trapping you in its rapine?

Maybe if you find in your crowded heart space for my thoughts,
or open your heart to embrace my innocent touch
or hold me in your surging emotions,
you and I can find the anchor held in the stealth of yonder

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The uncalled Attraction

The uncalled attraction
that is brewing between us,
maybe it is just a flair
brushing our heart for a moment or two

the yearning
that is so hard to reckon,
maybe is a longing held deep within
raring to find its wing

And now those sentient emotions
hidden beneath some time forgotten ostensible drape,
is escaping the clutches of fate,
for now the soul is sensing the possibility of a new life
Which it has lost in some hazy oblivion yore,

We may not see it at this moment
But soon it shall spread its wing ready to soar

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Dedicated to her yearning soul

Someone in this world desire you more than what you wish for, maybe he is afraid to show his vulnerable side, and is drawing a pretentious drape. All you need is an aberrant pair of eyes to see beyond the ostensible shroud. You don’t know but you’re the moon in his darkest of nights.

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