Yesterday night I had a dream. I dreamed of my love in her fascinating journey to her abyss, an abyss that let her met her own soul to her very love to me. She was sinking like a crazy girl enjoying every bit of her fall because she fulfilled her dreams. I watched her constantly and intensely because I was her soul and when she came closer to me I was blown away by the storm of her breath.

MMFSTW is a ******* poetic fiction.  The poet exaggerates three characteristic features of a woman as his wife individually because of the hidden complexities behind them the poets of our times long ago explored. The first wife is symbolized as the comfort giving nature of a woman that gathers dry and solid twigs from the jungle to enlighten and provide warmth to her family that ignores her hard work and struggles and frequently disgraces her. Yet she carries on her duty till she bleeds on her efforts. The second quality wife is depicted in the form of tears flowing down the cheeks of a woman. The bitterness of the salt caused from her tears have concentrated acid powers equivalent to nitric acid that can burn or faint a house that evokes the same. But the feminine tear is a precious boon as well with salts of happiness and sacrifice in it. The third and foremost essential feature of a woman qualifies her as a wife as well.  It is her obsessive ****** ***** that betrays adult idealism and mostly confines a man to responsible captivism once indulged in it. The magical pleasure is vigorous and binds eternal against the manhood cherished freedom from moral conduct and marital responsibility.

‘Eligible bachelors’ is a complex poem that speaks of the disturbance caused due to the absence of an opposite *** relationship in a teenage boy’s life, in a very different way. The characterization is that of a straight forward youth not very popular among the girls in his college and the related inferiority complex that he suffers from. His agony and disturbance certainly invokes sympathy but his vision is revolutionary as well. The poem describes the emergence of the gay community arising out of psychological issues born in the society unknowingly. A ****** maniac poem which is funny to read and serious to think about!

The flow of the poem is interesting and it rises like a wave and in the middle of the poem where the sun sets, the tidal structure settles down and down till death. I will rather mark it as a poem of contrasting moods that creates a pronouncing effect to the mind when imagined side by side. Our current consciousness is irrelevant to the time coming forward which will be an eclipse of the current moment and even though the same moment will return, it will die by then for us and will be the conscious moment for someone else and when someone attempts to re-live those moments by looking at others who are experiencing the same that once they had, their condition becomes pathetic.

Red Gingers is the wildest of my compositions. The picture of a lover lost in the dreams of his consumed heroine is hard enough to be expressed without true feelings. The composition required hallucinated images of the lover rather than rich metaphors. Another interesting feature of the poem is like the background nature explained parallel in the backdrop which even though looks vivid, yet vague in the eyes of the blind lovers. I think I have tried to impart complete justice as related to the script.

Dear Readers,

Mystique is back!
This time, with more intent metaphors and the intention is the same. Expressing passion, breaking the bridles of self-control, the most wildest of the things one can imagine and offer to his beloved. The charm evolves from the strangest of the compliments sang by the lover. What seems to be an assault to the beloved’s personal parts, are actually soothing to her considering the sincerity of the lover-boy.

So chant this magic of romantic charm!