Atomized eloquence of the ocean,
heard only by those few who cared,
i felt, wanted to tell many things, to me
so expected a knock at the door
of my mind. Waited.But it didn't.
She stood near me oblivious
of this in her happiness.
*Life is driven by false notions, corrected by experiences
Unsaid words.Scattered things.Do not get astonished.*
Waves brought, decomposed sea weeds
and wriggling fish, sliding against each other
I smelled ***
We were watching waves. 'Savage'
do I have to answer to that?
( sudden exclamation, betwixt silent **********
The waves tickled our naked feet,
she was happy like a girl
on a date first time ever.Excited beyond limits,
passion of every woman on being in water.
'insatiable urge'- a soft voice exclaimed,
(in a room, light gently penetrating in to darkness
I eased my weight against her body)
Shells and bones,
I was thinking, and saw them in my mind,
lying scattered under shifting sands
One never is fully aware.Though one knows.
Bones
reminder, at last of all that love and hate,
Flesh, completely dissolved, went back to elements.
Sea is like us, men and women
hides so much.Listen and look around, you will see signs!
'You look like a hermit'
she said by way of compliment.
Love is the gleam in her eyes.Evident.
"Is it my shaggy beard?
I am a lecher.Even worse"
i whisper in to her ear,
She took it as a joke,
laughs like the waves,
that go zigzag, for a while.
Yes life, when you look,
after the peeling of wraps,
supposed to be serious stuff
ends up as joke,
obscene gleam of of white bones,
laughter of white teeth on a naked skull.
Like the avarice of the never ending waves
signifying nothing in particular.
I was ********** her in my mind,
in water, she vaguely reminded a water nymph,
stood with hands on both hips
as if she understood my shameful plot,
Her drenched dress stuck to her curves.Lubricious.
Slightly plump, with lithe limbs,
i get a vision of her, squeezing me tight,
in a brutal embrace,
at the precise instant,
the waves of ****** strike.
Waves withdraw,
naked sand bars look like dead whales
under it lies scattered bones.
O
Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 9:33 PM UTC
Atomized eloquence of the ocean,
heard only by those few who cared,
i felt, wanted to tell many things, to me
so expected a knock at the door
of my mind. Waited.But it didn't.
She stood near me oblivious
of this in her happiness.
*Life is driven by false notions, corrected by experiences
Unsaid words.Scattered things.Do not get astonished.*
Waves brought, decomposed sea weeds
and wriggling fish, sliding against each other
I smelled ***
We were watching waves. 'Savage'
do I have to answer to that?
( sudden exclamation, betwixt silent **********
The waves tickled our naked feet,
she was happy like a girl
on a date first time ever.Excited beyond limits,
passion of every woman on being in water.
'insatiable urge'- a soft voice exclaimed,
(in a room, light gently penetrating in to darkness
I eased my weight against her body)
Shells and bones,
I was thinking, and saw them in my mind,
lying scattered under shifting sands
One never is fully aware.Though one knows.
Bones
reminder, at last of all that love and hate,
Flesh, completely dissolved, went back to elements.
Sea is like us, men and women
hides so much.Listen and look around, you will see signs!
'You look like a hermit'
she said by way of compliment.
Love is the gleam in her eyes.Evident.
"Is it my shaggy beard?
I am a lecher.Even worse"
i whisper in to her ear,
She took it as a joke,
laughs like the waves,
that go zigzag, for a while.
Yes life, when you look,
after the peeling of wraps,
supposed to be serious stuff
ends up as joke,
obscene gleam of of white bones,
laughter of white teeth on a naked skull.
Like the avarice of the never ending waves
signifying nothing in particular.
I was ********** her in my mind,
in water, she vaguely reminded a water nymph,
stood with hands on both hips
as if she understood my shameful plot,
Her drenched dress stuck to her curves.Lubricious.
Slightly plump, with lithe limbs,
i get a vision of her, squeezing me tight,
in a brutal embrace,
at the precise instant,
the waves of ****** strike.
Waves withdraw,
naked sand bars look like dead whales
under it lies scattered bones.
O
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