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Brejesh Shan Jan 2023
By the ocean's crashing waves,
A man once fell in love,
With a girl whose beauty,
Was sent from the gods above.

He saw her every day,
As he walked along the shore,
Her hair like seaweed,
Her eyes, a deep ocean floor.

He couldn't help but stare,
And soon he couldn't resist,
He had to speak to her,
To know if he existed in her mist.

As they talked, he knew,
That his love for her was true,
He didn't know that she was,
A mermaid, through and through.

He asked her to be his,
And she said yes, with a smile,
But little did he know,
Their love was doomed all the while.

For when the sun set,
And the moon rose high,
She had to return to the sea,
And he could only sigh.

He couldn't bear the thought,
Of being without her,
So he dove into the ocean,
To be forever with her.

But as he reached the depths,
He realized too late,
That he couldn't breathe underwater,
And his fate was sealed by fate.

He died in her arms,
And she in his,
Their love was true,
But it was doomed from the start,
For it was a love between land and sea,
And it was bound to fall apart.
Brejesh Shan Jan 2023
From Goa she came, with beauty and grace,
Eyes that sparkled like diamonds in space.
She stole my heart, with just one glance,
I knew right then; she was my chance.

My Goan girl, with hair of gold,
She has my heart, forever to hold.
With her, my world, becomes whole,
My Goan girl, my love, my soul.

With her smile, she lights up my day,
And when she's gone, my hearts in dismay.
Her laughter, like music to my ears,
Her love, my heart's greatest fears.

From the beaches to the streets,
With her by my side, life is sweet.
I'll love her till the end of time,
My Goan girl, forever mine.

My Goan girl, my love, my life,
Forever, I'll make her my wife.
With her, I'm complete, I'm whole,
My Goan girl, my heart, my soul.
Brejesh Shan Jan 2023
With ****** knuckles, he returns each night,
A ritual of penance, a sombre rite.
The physical pain a salve for the emotional scar,
A fleeting escape, from the heartbreak so far.

His broken heart, a festering wound,
A constant reminder, of love disowned.
He seeks solace in the bottle's numb embrace,
A fleeting respite, from the memory's trace.

But in the morning, the pain returns anew,
A constant reminder, of what once grew.
And so, he repeats, the cycle once more,
A never-ending cycle, a painful chore.

For in the aftermath of love's demise,
We seek to vanquish the pain, in any guise.
But the wounds of the heart, they linger still,
A constant ache, an unending ill.

But perhaps in the pain, there is also grace,
A chance to heal, to find a new place.
So let us embrace the pain and let it pass,
For in its wake, a brighter future may amass.
Brejesh Shan Jan 2023
In a carnal fervour, my desire doth swell,
An inferno of passion, a tempestuous hell.
My heart a cauldron, ablaze with yearning,
My mind a labyrinth, ever churning.

A symphony of sensation, a crescendo of lust,
My senses awhirl, my body ******.
In a rapturous fervour, my senses alight,
With a longing unquenched, a hunger for delight.

My ***** ache with a pulsing need,
A carnal craving, my body doth plead.
A profligate yearning, an insatiable hunger,
A fervent desire, an insistent urging.

A tumult of emotion, a deluge of ecstasy,
A tempest of sensation, a maelstrom of bliss.
A whirlwind of passion, a conflagration of lust,
My heart aflame, forever to combust.

So let us succumb, to this frenzied desire,
And bask in the warmth of this passionate fire.
For in the realm of love, there is no higher law,
Than to yield to the tempest, and let passion be the awe.
Brejesh Shan Nov 2020
The frivolous existence of a frantic
man frolicking in a fatuous fantasy,
is forgotten so ferociously.
By a maiden so fair,
who he called his bear,
gave up so dearly.

His drunken soul, took a toll on
what's left of his humanity.
Disdain his curse, in vain his outburst;
He had lost grip on reality.

This foolish gallant,
so wise; not void of talent,
fell prey to darkness that fuelled his insanity.

She took the form of a magnetic storm; then left him to realize his blunder.
Now he waits on the throne,
that he once called home,
yearning to win back her splendour.
to my fair maiden
Brejesh Shan Nov 2020
There is a girl,
her skin so fair,
her heart so pristine,
her gaze so elegant,
her touch so tender,
her lips so luscious,
her aura just scintillating.

Her eyes are stars around which a galaxy transmogrifies into existence.
I am nothing but a speck of dirt floating in front of the vast expanse of her benevolence.

Her hands are ethereal, which deems the wings of a celestial powerless before their sublime grace.

She is the princess of an empyrean world, the ruler of my heart and the keeper of my soul.

There is a girl,
and she is my bear.
she is my bear
Brejesh Shan Nov 2020
Perplexed, perplexed!
Bewildered by ***.
My souls dazed; my hearts annexed.

Digress, Digress.  
Alluding to brooding.
My thoughts eluding, the devils colluding  

Oh tonto, oh tonto!
Amou ha huido, Oscuridad se ha apoderado.
Yo soy el fuego, infierno es mi paraiso.
a fool who is still in love with his bear
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