Kiss For An Hour


Kiss For An Hour

There’s a red light falling
And her lips were moving,
Asked me to stop
What I was doing; – 2
*
Then she moves a little closer
And a chilled glass of beer,
She gave a big stare to me,
“Why all this pressure?”
*
All the sensations came alive.
She knew it was too much for me,
But she was in no mood to back away
On that day;
*
Now she pushed me in the corner,
Where you can’t see clear
Her hands were all over my hair,
She kissed me and didn’t stop until the next hour!
*
There’s a red light falling
And her lips were moving
Asked me to kiss now and never,
Then we kissed for an hour!
***

This is the 95th poem under the poetry journal “Isn’t She A Cape Crusader!” which aims to add 100 poems under 100 days. I missed nineteen days.

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Found You, Maybe!


Found You Maybe - 21

Found You, Maybe!

Chased you,

Crossed you,

Mimicked you,

Smiled at you,

Looked at you,

*

High on this passionate moment

But didn’t forget to blink at you,

Lifted my hand to touch you

Real, indeed real it is;

Those beautiful dazzling eyes of you!

I had to measure my height

So, came closer to you,

Just like the glorious historical tale,

Wondering what to say to you;

It was hell of heat out there

But I flickered to show my coolness to you;

*

Silly, it may be,

But you are the key to discover ‘me’,

Possibly, the dearest one,

Yes, you are the one!

Lost somewhere between pick and choose,

I, for the true love, finally kissed you!

21st poem of NaPoWriMo 2016 series!

How passionately you love! No matter how many times we write the same old love story it still feels refreshing every time. Does this remind you anything at all?

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Blossoms in 2013 Winter 10


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Look back, oh dear!

In the brightness of this rainy evening

She was walking in her utter glory,

Her peach eyes were flashing colours of life,

She, a pluviophile, was rejoicing ‘Memory’.

 

In this breezy environ, down the street,

One red letterbox was placed at the corner,

The box read each sharing although there were only few

And everyday box waited for more stories through a letter.

 

With the reddish envelope on one hand

She put off her green handbag, oh dear!

Pieces of folding paper came out

And she sighed for the last time in tears.

 

Clouds had enough of hide and seek

And rainbow already signed, it was the time,

Rain drops started drizzling on the blue umbrella

And I saw her nearby mailbox with elegant smile.

 

She looked everywhere while pushing letter, no one was around,

I apperceived her enthralling beauty by standing right next to her,

She walked off with all excitement in her heart, oh love!

And I couldn’t even hold her and say,

“Oh dear, Just look back, I am here!”

A Letter to Confess!


A Letter to Confess!

Wouldn’t it be good

If I look at you all day, keep my pain aside,

Wouldn’t it be great

If you keep talking all day with your felicitous smile,

 

Wouldn’t it be fair

If I am nowhere around and you feel my presence,

Wouldn’t it be pleasant

If you hold my hand and break the awkward silence

 

Oh honey, I remember those cupcakes

Which you saved it for day just because I love it

Looking for me all over, keep texting me like crazy

Just because you heard I was hit by something.

 

Those non-posted secret letters with you

Where everything is written but my name,

You were tired of restless work whole week

But still chat with me for hours and talk about rain.

 

Oh honey! I heard you

When you said you love me,

I heard you

When you said you have nothing but me,

I read you

When you said you will be ok without me.

 

Oh honey! I might be stupid

But not so stupid to leave you behind,

I might be confused about the future

But not so confused to say

‘I love you more than my life’!

A Day off for a Busy Girl


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A Day off for a Busy Girl

A beautiful morning on a sunny day,

Chirping sound of the birds make her awake,

Souvenirs have blown through her mind

Half sleepy those two brown eyes

And the dark circles around it

Evidently reckons her tireless but promised life.

 

Rain drops keep falling on her head,

But she keeps rolling in her tinker tale,

Persistence have been riding through her time,

Monotonous working day spine

And her passionate, artistic charisma

Constantly paints her linear but coloured life.

 

Finally a holiday follows her day,

But she keeps rooting her ‘refuse to lose’ play,

‘No complaining, no excuses’ is written on her coin,

Ushering people with all her shine

And her focus for every moment

Pleasantly attributes her apprehensive but miraculous smile.

Poem @2014 Beginning V-Day


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Let’s fall in Love!

There are colors beyond the rainbow

Find it, do not wait for clouds to stroll

Do it, do it I say, now,

Let yourself fly and roll

 

The story you bound inside from decades

Let it out somehow

Do not wait for someone special to come

Cheer the freedom, sadness and love

 

People say they are afraid of break-up

But love and only love they all want

They couldn’t pin up with rhythmic life dream

Let yourself give a chance

 

Every day you wake up,

Wait for someone with ‘Good Morning’ Smile

I say do not wait

Say morning whoever you like

 

It’s ok if you couldn’t have guts

It’s ok if you are heart broken

Let’s fall in love

And surprise yourself in this breezy season!