1.

Our love is a ******* tire tread
on an empty midnight highway
And no one remembers it later
But the people whose body it runs over
Every night.

2.

You say you've never seen me
The way I saw you, and believed you to be
Is it just because your eyes refuse
To be mine,
Like your heart always has?

You don't wanna share too much with me
And I understand
Too much whispers spoil a tale
Too much talking shares every moment
We have striven to be away
From each other.

3.

I've long been emptied of my screams
They are all painted in black and burgundy.
And hung across your corridor walls
For you to feel your way up
In complete darkness.

It is only a piece of fruit.
Take its fuzz in your hand
and make a vertical slice.
Seek that rift with your
hot and eager mouth.
Engulf it. Probe it gently
with your tongue and enter it
like a lover. **** hard and
take its sweet juices into
your mouth and enjoy them
dripping down over your chin,
sensuous, sticky moisture.
Lap at it until it is empty
and you are exhausted, spent,
fluidly full and fulfilled
with its satisfying succus.
After all, it is only a peach.

  ~mce

Spirals ever winding in the symphonies of my beautified mangled heart
Enchanting shades of red slithering through the frown lines upon my disappointment.
Numbness molds into the crakes of fallin' pieces of molten flesh
Expiring memories desperately holding onto my fear of forgetting his touch, his smell
Fear
    Gusts
          Within
                 My
                   Fingertips reminding me of the love
    We
      Once
           Made
I was completed and fulfilled in my lustful fantasies.
******
      Images
              Emerge
                      From my wet thighs against his
   Core
I was found in my disappearance

Her heart beats ferociously
pounding rhythmically
it drums the melody
like an ancient rite
deep and fluid
vibrant and universal
the
  song
    is
      of
        love.

There he goes bidding good bye..
and people here take a long sigh..
when they roll down his records which are so high!

He was born a different kind.
With his shining glory visible even to the blind,
his name itself calms down a terrible person's mind.

He is a man with an amazing sense of purpose
n the owner of a distinct personality
In whom patience and simplicity is bestowed immeasurably..

And that's all which led him to the title of GOD
Who miracles the world of cricket with bat n ball!

Here I bid him bye
Along with million other fans
Who alike me can't think of a match sans that man.
A thunderstorm will seize this day,
and we have a zillion words of thanks to say,
Who turned our life in this memorable way..

And this is my wish for him on this last game.

There wouldn't be any man who can erase your name
Cos,
the rest only seek fame!
You are the one, who won million hearts,prayers..
You have aspired to inspire.

Here we end that wonderful tale of a great man
Which budded here in our land of India.

And this tale is unbeatable and unrepeatable
Cos there's none who has set their sail as he did. :)




                                                          ­                                  (C)SharonThomas

Eyes to grasp
Dazzling rays
of warmth sun
Breeze of winter’s nights
Blossoming of lovely rose
Withering of plucked flower
Noise of waterfalls
flight of chirping birds
Silence of tearing eyes
semi circle of rainbow
that also come one by one in my vision
in a solitude
To whisper about You!