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 Jun 2017
nivek
to live fully, life to the full
in all its fullness be awake
to what life communicates

and what does she say?
what does she give?
what does she share?

it can seem that a shared cynicysm
is the way to live life
a recognition in the negative

but i would venture life is a vibrant song
giving freely of itself
a confirmation of love.
 Jun 2017
beth fwoah dream
"where night is... the burying cloud"

the sea glistens, dark waves
melt along the coast, crashing
onto the beach, dreaming
of summer love and
shimmering star.

i dream of you,
taste your lips
like cherry-steel,
consertina like
a paper lantern
played with
by the breeze,

my lips give way
to your lips,
love to your love,
everything is
shiny like a silver
bowl,

carry me like a
stream to the
waves of your love
and i'll melt there
forever, my love,
just for you.
 Jun 2017
Onoma
Fall, fall...fell
in love with
this day, as
every.
When the sun
goes down,
her look away
is not frigidity--
but a reminder
of what days
imply.
 Jun 2017
K Balachandran
Each cup of nectar
for me you filled
tasted entirely different,
but did just the same.
transported my spirit
out of the planet, on
ethereal wings of light.
Every time I drank it
I swooned and forgot,
everything other than
the love you poured on.

Inebriated by a love
I never had a chance
to define, I can't think
you and I as two
entities different,
oh! my lover immortal.
No other lover
would have done
what you to me is doing
Your absence as a  person
never did bother me
you are the one reigning
within, wordlessly speaking
I can see how your eyes gleam
the moment, I just think of you.
 Jun 2017
Valsa George
Music sleeps.....
In my un strummed chords
I wait for the touch of skillful hands
To turn it into flowing melody
A lotus dreaming to see the sun!

How long can I remain silent?
Oh touch me, shake me
Wake me from my slumber
Make me into a throbbing rhapsody

Set free this prisoner
To birth soothing chimes
Note after note in tiny wavelets
Let my vibrations carve circles
Growing bigger and bigger
Oh, give me the timbre and tone
Let me sing once more!

Let the music drizzle down
In healing murmurs
Lifting troubled spirits into calm repose
Leading them to a quiet fold
Free of all fever and fret
Let my soft rhymes
Fill the empty cisterns of the night,
Wooing the hearts
Weaving mystical spells

Let it rise and sink
And finally fade into a soft breath
A hushed whisper
A faint vibration
Over a gliding stream!
 Jun 2017
K Balachandran
Her eyes transmit, his nerve ends become receptors.
Blood pumped in to his veins demands"Bring her closer"
His nostrils flare, lips get swollen,a tingle spreads all over.

A hotblooded woman, instinctively sense such moments.
Her eyes are now lit up by desire, laced with refined lust.
And  lips acquire a luscious pout,colored a shade deeper.
Her eyes wink involuntarily,can't hold it there, they droop.
In a sudden weakness of eyes,both touch the waterline,close.

He could hear his heart beat faster,mercury rise is palpable.
From his inner sanctum,the beating of the drum is now louder.
Her eyes flare in the tremors that rock her to her very  roots.
Those eyes are wet,the erupting spring of  lubricious intent.

It's out in the open, neither him nor her could now pretend
Furtive glances  do not ignite anything other than coy smiles
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