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Should be crying but I want to laugh
And dance in glee
Where are my tears?
The rivers are dry and the sun beats down
From whence it departed sweet sleep returns,
Banishing the weary mind to drifting bliss,
Granting sweeping visions as the wheel of night slowly turns.
Stranger realms wait beyond the wall,
‘Neath the veil of darkness that drapes o’er the land,
Separating the dreaming from the waking world’s all.
Oh great rest do not forsake the fool,
Nor the hand pushed by forces seen not by mortal eyes,
For glimpses at peace during chaos are a needed tool.
Once more through the gates guarding the sunlit land,
Into the upside down that becomes the realm of the slumbering ones,
Where gods and monsters meet the fool in his nightly stand.
Stranger realms do indeed wait just beyond the wall,
When conscious thoughts of the world around finally fade,
Giving way to the beauty of sweet sleep’s beck and call.
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My dress, sheer as blood
Under light, falls so soft,
Your fingers, stone hard
And pointed as the sun,
Free me from cold body,
I loose as my dress, fallen
And my spirit, bare, fresh
As the lighted moon, quakes
Without sound.  

Touch me  .  .  .
My prince, rake my nudes
With tooth and lip, smell
My breaking waters living,
This spring is autumn, live,
Like a pool shudders in rain,
My skin kippering in cloud
And my *** unleashed from
Shroud, you, my man are all,
I wake in a garden full, ripen,
Of leaves and old embracings.
My springs, eternal sprouting
From a source, branch to earth
Spend me, my Lord, fire me up.

The sparkle in your eyes
Are my dual lights
More brilliant than
The sun & the moon
And that black sphere
Is my dark night
With one sparkling star within
Smoldering the dark skies &
Setting a blaze inside my heart
Diamonds are mined from your eyes
Flowers bloom seeing its halo
And a LOVER soul dances in joy

A searing glance
Hot as a sun, cold as a moon
Those deep eyes,
Pools of oceanic blues
And my waves of tears holds back
On those floating sweet fold

You, the one with precious eyes
Your eyes fill LOVE turbulence in me
For those enraged
With the passion for your eyes,
What fortunes one needs?

YOU, my precious
I'm gazing at those iris
Even stars stop winking on a clear night
With one blink of your eyes,
Countless wild flower
Adores a LOVER's heart

I'm smitten by you, my gypsy girl
The rituals demands me to wait
But who needs the traditions now
That alluring smile
Adorning those glittering eyes
I'm in LOVE with thee
How can I ever wait further
Let me kiss those sparkling eyes



Your melancholic memories come every second
You are invisibly floating all around me
My breathe plays your melody
My heartbeat plays your love-poem
My soul listens to my own LOVE longing
The breeze swirling your scent around me
I walk amidst your fresh jardine

When my eyes are traversed by YOUR eyes
Then the weather drenches me with your colors
And YOU pour all colors of LOVE on me

My numerous sleepless nights
I stand and see you in the stars
I count every sparkle you've left behind
In those million heart beats within

In that nighty silence I wait to hear
Your silence footsteps walking around me
I look up and see the reflection of
YOU nudging & hugging me from behind
In the mirror of that bright BIG moon

Each passing breathe conveys your arrival
The one, who is revered & adored all the time
My heart-beats showers cascades of blossoms
All along the places YOU- my BELOVED exists
And I render the whole world in my BELOVED's colors




There is everyone around me
But there is no peace within me
YOU remain the same
Inside, outside & around me
But I do not remain
In my own being...

I'm wearing a robe of Romeo
And walking the footsteps of Majnun
I roam like Ranzjhanaa
And I sing love-songs like Meera

It's none of your fault my LOVE
YOU are the most beautiful SOUL

I'm laughed at by everyone
Humiliated for talking to myself
Chanting only your name

I devote my body & soul to YOU
And I'm called " Y O U "


Poem: Part 5 of a six part series of poem
All the secrets in your head
you say they're better left unsaid
but if you dared to let another know
a weight will lift and your strength will show
You
Notions of you
Blinds my view
You were an idea
Like a pair of shoes
A really really good pair
Conclusions unfair
Worse than "Truth or Dare"
More like a dart game
Missing you with shaky aim
Intentions always hidden;
The emptiest portrait frame
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