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K Balachandran Aug 2016
You tenderly carve, day and night
my heart with your chisel, sharp, incisive
as if it's a block of alabaster, at your disposal
chosen to create your one true masterpiece.
I believe in you,and submit, why? I can't really tell
Isn't it true love, that transcends limits of thought?

I let you do it as I can see  it pleases you the most,
after the moment your eyes had fallen on mine first
and stood still; I saw a divine  excitement on your face.

Is it pleasure or pain?I can't answer that question
I love you, and want you to do what pleases you the most.
My muse said, "Don't let her do this, she doesn't know
it's true worth, she'll ruin it in her, enthusiasm without limits"
I said in a whisper "I've hopelessly fallen in love, for ever"

I'd be your monument of whatever, success or failure,
I feel  the forces of nature that decide what it turns out, at last
and I listen to the sound of hammer on the chisel and patiently wait.
Where does this love lead me...I'd trust this love and follow...
K Balachandran Aug 2016
Her spider eyelashes intensely exude,
an irresistible charm though sinister-
when they flutter, desire in waves spread,
it's gleam, he the hypnotised moth seeks,
dashing straight in to her invisible web of deceit,
seeking an instant nirvana, only to dissolve  in darkness.
K Balachandran Jul 2016
The panther's blazing eyes scrutinize,
stare at him with an ambiguous interest,
her rough tongue licks him clean
when amorous longings finally ebb.
Editor's pick in "poetrycircle.com" on May 12, 2014
K Balachandran Jul 2016
White fizzy
moonlight
overflows.
Editors pick dated May 13, 2014    "Poetry circle.com"
K Balachandran Jul 2016
She was correcting
one
       by
           one
all the mistakes of her past
with an eraser and pencil
sitting in a bleak room
painted  clinical  white.
Editor's pick  in "POETRY CIRCLE" on 28 MAY 2014
K Balachandran Jul 2016
Tell me night, ****** beast, in the forest,
how long have you been lying in wait,
catching my scent like a hound, don't hide
the truth, it's the moment that completes.

I know well, how desperately you want
to take me in to your warm bear hug,
as I pass through the labyrinths
subjected to the onslaught of light
in it's varied intensities and hues.

An expectant silence following , you are patient
count my every heart beat and draws me near.
Floating and diving in the  blue sea waves
I covet a flourascent green sheet of water
to play with, take me to the coral wonderlands.

In an oblivious mood  I stand under the rain cloud
receiving the soft caresses of   blue rain  in my brain
it touches my heart, gently rocking, anesthetizing
my mind and making me safe from the raging wild fire.

Here I sit on the  rock jutting in to the sea below
immersed in the vermilion-gold splash on the horizon
a  wild ecstatic sunset, never once looking like one before,
a wintry wind blows telling me all the hidden truths

Now I would come to your moon anointed  bed
for our long awaited tryst; an ultimate  ****** encounter.
K Balachandran Jul 2016
Alone in this forest, away from all distractions
I've been trying to learn by heart the  verse, immortal
that speaks  in clear voice,on  every secret of the story we are,
But in each attempt, I found myself forgetting the  lines passed earlier,
when I reach the lake of total silence at the point of culmination.

"Where are you truth?where are you essence,light?"I cried out,
and thought that  the resultant echo has got it all wrong,
it really sounded odd.But I had crossed the point of no return.

But when I listened, intensely with my ears turned inwards
it sounded perfect"I am the verse immortal, the heart chants"
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