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Sridevi Oct 2010
Any soul that drank the nectar of your passion was lifted.
From that water of life he is in a state of elation.
Death came, smelled me, and sensed your fragrance instead.
From then on, death lost all hope of me.

Rumi*


I wake to a dawn
where your silence whispers
sweet nothings in my ear.

Let me embrace this stillness
for this solitude is me...
It is you
It is us...
It is our dreams having
endless conversations
in a language known
only to hearts in love.

Until the morning light
kisses your doorstep
let me carry
your sigh's fragment
for I know, that is me...
that is you
and all our hues...
painted on eternity's canvas.

So come let us sip that elixir
from the cup of life...

...and rise in love.

Yes let us...
Sridevi Oct 2010
burning
in the
cocoon
spun
with
your
smoldering gaze

I
become
a verdant
...flame...
...aching...
to melt
in your
sizzling arms

seeking
succour
in your
wild
heartbeat

shrieking
out
my name

in this
odyssey
which
has just begun


*Heal me not!!!
Sridevi Oct 2010
For Hemu on our twelfth anniversary....

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Aye! My beloved!
If only I could become
that raga playing on your lips
striking a symphony in
the heartland of my seamless nostalgia.

Or maybe…
I could become a tiny drop
in the flood that engulfs my senses
every time you gaze at my dreamscape
where me and only me is the queen
reigning your mind,body and soul…

So come ….lets float
on breezes where I become
every moment kissing your life
and you become every inch
embracing my space.

In this starlit canopy…
Make me your complete You..
as you become
a wholesome Me…
Sridevi Oct 2010
(And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Kahlil Gibran)

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I am the unlived dream
waiting to gather wings
and fly across your soils.


I am also the unborn thirst
seeking to seep deep
into your roots.


I am your footsteps
treading softly
in my muse.


I am that thick smoke spiraling
towards heaven’s gates.
When your pyre was quietly lit


I am also the grey ash
languishing on this wasted Earth.



I am
A COMPLETE YOU
and…..
AN EMPTY ME…
Sridevi Oct 2010
Love is an endless mystery,
for it has nothing else to explain it.

Rabindranath Tagore.

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I sleep on a bed made
with tears .
I hug the pillow stuffed
with thorns .


Yet I open
doors to
another dawn…
my senses
seeking
your touch
your scent
your feel
and strangely…..


I begin to breathe.
Sridevi Sep 2010
You caught me unguarded...

Unseen-
you crept slowly into my silences

Untold-
you filled every crack in my solitude

That's when I realized-
my silences not just speak...
they dream
and the voids in my solitude
overflow with just one thought...

...if only...

or maybe

...only if...
Sridevi Sep 2010
Sometimes...
History gets written
on lazy weekend afternoons
with mounting passions
dripping sweat
and throbbing pulses.



The first sight of you
and confusion set in


Was it the sight of raindrops
glistening on your naked back
or the sunrays deflecting
from your bare skin...


I didn't want to find out
I cared not
for all of a sudden
I found my palms sweating


aching to feel your
all consuming wet embrace



Was I blushing furiously ?
Could you read my thoughts ?


Was the ferocity of my thoughts so obvious?
Suddenly I no longer cared...

I wanted you to know
I wanted my brazenness to
spill over your naked soul
I wanted my desires
to embrace your
sensuous breaths.

Such chemistry as this
could only be mutual...

My steps no longer hesitant
I rushed to you
my eager fingers
caressing your bare back


I could feel my pleasure
as I mounted you


Then with a sinking heart
I suddenly realized...
this was an affair not meant to be

I would never be able to
taste ecstasy's unparalleled heights

This was it...
I could feel my frustration

as it hit me all
of a sudden those
...frenzied heights
could never be mine...


I would have to
hire a chauffeur at the earliest...

and watch with dismayed heart
...as a new affair unfolds
before my very eyes !!!




( Oh !God !When would I ever learn to drive ???)
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