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 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Tch
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Tch
He scrunches up his face;
A bravura of sheer irksomeness.
Fruitless tries of wild fathom.

His act halts his face facing mine;
dawning of endless gaze.
After a splendid array of irritability all that his partings exit is a set sound of,
Tch.
And I smile at the utter cuteness of the act.
He never fails to make me smile be it in any way... Even such as this, even though he doesnt realize that that the sound of Tch he makes, makes me smile.
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Surrender
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
You, my sun.
I surrender,
I surrender;
To your warmth.
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
To her smile.
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Bawl a swear;
There there, it's not at its ethereal state yet, but a soft depression on her sun brushed cheeks makes its presence known

Throw around ***** lines,
The depression deepens almost, almost there....... Immense dynamism in it to make the latter's parting curl.
Not many, not many hold such  competency.

Manifest yourself; cascade of amity,
I've won, oh! I've won that ethereal beauty with her angelic embrace.
This one's for my best friend, Dorjee. She's a gem of a person.  So i just.... Eh tried to write something on her beautiful smile.
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
What if
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
"Shh! " he tried to hush me while I struggled to free myself from his grip.
Biting his fingers which covered my screaming mouth.
Weeping, I pleaded him to stop.
"Please don't!" I cried.
Failed wiggles, loud cries of angst.
"Just a little more" he whispered in my ear.
A hatred towards whispers was born, as I cursed my fate.

My temple felt the inescapable touch of the unholy,
the bells rung in loud cries
it's walls were down,
it's over, the temple lost its holiness,which it treasured the most.

What if...
I told you the unholy was the sinner behind the construction of the temple.
What if...
I told you it was my Father.
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Are you?
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
I turn to stare at him, he's already staring.

Smiling, already smiling.
Following, already following.
Shying away, already blushing.
An expression of question,
                an expression of answer.

Are you my moon?
You are my moon :)
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Letter to you
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
The night is still, balmy and pleasant.  The sky adorns a full moon in all its glory. Silence slowly had crept over the sleep city......
But I am awake, awake with a bunch of warm memories which smell of musk.  I try to fiddle my thoughts to spread the fragrance around me....
I smile to myself, and nod my head in disbelief.
Actually, your fragrance has wrapped itself around my soul.
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Untitled
 Mar 2018 Vnkae
Afeli
Sunlight kissing his cheek, oh! I'm covetous.
But  I wonder, would I be warm enough to sooth his cold soul?

— The End —