He lets her touch him intimately, without emotion
                        when in some pretext she is alone,
in his cubicle with him, discussing  things inane,
                     a software environs need not be  concerned
some times when she passes through,
                     her longing crosses limits, these days
it has become frequent, to the extent others to  notice.
                    she found silly excuses, fifth time this morning
but he can't hurt her feeling, a team member valued,
                      she contributes to his success, as the team leader

  He can see her need for comfort,
               under her tired eyes dark shadows of sleepiness
  lay curled like a depressed mongrel,
                     yet another duel she had with that nincompoop
   she calls her husband, all through last night;
                      a sudden pang he feels calls his wife
  asks if she is fine, to ease his guilt that raises
                        its head like  a snake from under the cover of grass.
  "A housewife has a thousand things to do, why don't you
                      find a buxom colleague to flirt, if that is the need"
  she banters and teases him on his illogical concerns.

                      Through the glass parting he discreetly watches her face
   heard a murmur arising inside,"the ***** plans the next move"
                           panicked he tried to concentrate on the screen
   that looked frightening, the deadline getting nearer and nearer
                       by each hour, he heard the heavy foot fall
  at that moment he heard a thud, as if something fell down
                      everyone was running towards her workstation.

and at last
i could
discover
your
foot prints....
...................

desperate,
i followed
them
all through
the lonely
beach.

the
moment
i thought
i was
about
to reach
you,

the foot prints
turned
to that
of a wolf
and
entered
the dark cave,
where
i smelled
the blood
of silence.

the
darkness
had a story
to tell,
i saw
the
unmistakable
gleam
of fangs,
and claws
of a werewolf.

Hush!
the mushroom
an ascetic
gives no room
for the thoughts
to mushroom.
Quiet!
it meditates
alone
intensely
under it's
umbrella's shade

Mastering the whole range of bleats with meanings-
made him think his command of 'goat lingo' was  perfect,
But a cheeky Anglo-Nubian goat wasn't impressed by his fluency so remarkable,
"Vocabulary is not all, my dear Sir" she bleated back " your accent is singularly atrocious"

You were the  lightening flash,
I thundered just after,
Billowing cloud you were,
I lashed, thy rain I became.

every train going out
leaves behind so much grief of separation.
no arriving train brings,
enough sunshine to compensate it

' make haste' she urges,
as they clamber to the peak.
an orange sun violently explodes,
**  culminating in mindblowing  fire works.

A butterfly with fractured wings
sticks to a cactus spine and dream
flower petals again,
thanks to the kindness
with frightening sharp ******.
Quirky magnificence of life!

Her red shoe heels
made clicking sounds
aloud,
around the hall
attracting attention;
his shoes,
alluring, plush,
black magic silence
power worn on feet
cried for recognition.

loudness gravitated
towards silence

black silence  angled wild red

he measured her
foot to hip,
she focused on his  intense face

the silence
with in the precinct
approved their
illegitimate cravings.

Avarice for attention
came together
held hands,
kicked up their heels,
to **** competition
in *******.

every night before bed,
i search our cosmic neighborhood,
with a powerful telescope;
are the alien brother-in -laws  here?

my mother warned in advance,
not to smell cactus flowers,
when,  scent of this cactus beguiled,
i lost mom's words.

Entrenched in a red lotus, I find
a blue one, mysterious blooming  in my heart,
a white lotus eternal, rules my skies;
**golden lotus dissolves thoughts,
                                 gifts wings to transcend.

Exquisite honey you were, found only in hives on mountain tops,
all five senses and sublime power of cognition sprang alive,
took you in deep and let you be there long enough to discern,
your dense sweetness sank in, on the wings of wonder I soared, a honeybee in rapture.

An eagle flies high, beyond the mind's sky,
above the purple dawn over the Himalayan snow white  it flies,
soaring above the trident peak, where Shiva with Shakti dance
to be one with the essence of all, in resonance with the cosmos.

morning sunshine bright,
tickles me like
  my lovesick
sweet heart.