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tumase pyaar hone laga hai
RD.... jaanam
A heart in love sees the other side of life and living with splendor that is blurred by daily living and it's hardships.

Suddenly all appears divine in nature body, heart, limbs re coconnect to soul and realign throbbing secretly.

Its the shy magic
mystery of two in love interconnecting
wavelength entwined,
Same precise moment
As their paths loop. ~Jugalbandi~

Love seems infused
with it's own good fortune cookie baked surprise
in it's midst, closing gaps
as yet monotonous
dark clouds discipate.

Loving is an antivirus downloading new systems. Cleaning faulty links. Awakening emergent
awareness, puting action
to the eager vessel soul.

I fell in love before pcrdd
I do fall in love again
~Jugalbandi Rd~
Sharing past true love
  and everything
   since then greets me
With love
And so much more.
~~~~~~~~~~
By Karijinbba
All right reserved 2021
https://youtu.be/hCMAFEkyibc

The healing of being in love at any age we carry in a keepsake called heart and anchors us
To loves true Norths
And in the right path
we find true contentment
Joy and the eluding butterfly
Of happinesses, STAYS.
Poets write poetry sharing
wisdom of roads not taken
their gray brain sprouts multicolored flowers
of visions seeking love
splattered by remnants
of great lovers past
ankored daggers
in heart
Lovers paint their own ark
A poets spinning top is art
lasting longer as it may
their name De Plume
may dictate ageless
candor
but their tops spinning
out off ballance
topples and falls;

Poets and lovers notice
people aren't tops,
karma cause and effect
Action innaction
dictates
the inevitability of
their top's last spin,

Even of poetry
What may last forever?
new poets are birthed 
like seasons do
returning thus
the spinning top
  of poets and lover's vise.
~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbba
All Rights.
Inspired by life and poets galore
On HP and ancient poetry of lovers of life liberty and the pursuit of happiness
That We The People
the lover poets live on.
Open your eyes.
True love in heart.
Love matters most  
People muster much
Truth integrity a must
firstly sought in self
Ofter found in few

Truth is love's root
True lovers fruit
Without your loot
still love of thee abounds
besides the sinking boat
thine treasures scattered yee
for mine delight to find,
Enamoured.
Adventure plotted for us
In turmoil flight indeed.

Fame and great fortune
Invested misfortune
reigning over reason
clueless as my prison
lure's dance in song
our best love honeypot
arrived for us in rhythle.
Habré tus ojos
darling, beloved.
~~~~~~~
By Karijinbba
7-4-2021
Happy Independence day fireworks and all my love.
Like ugly ducklings to lovely
Swans transformed we are.
I remember thine breath of life blowing in labellum.
Stunt by your hunger for me
In shivers silence stuck
the dagger in heart
mine and thine, beloved.

In vain I sought you I
Roamed the open seas with cowards ****** greedy racist human predators
In sheep's clothings.
Two forces of good and evil hubbered above my cradle

To get here powers of evil
took everything and I lost everyone dear to me
even my honor just to reach thine forces of good
I'd surrender to you if worth anything to you take it all
for treasures in my hands

without fortress if your love
slides like water in hands
I find thee everywhere in famous art even in
crossroad lights
I found thee in sonnet 75
with William Shakespeare.

Thine grace showered me with wisdom and thine thirsting for me became my own longing for thee
decades now my beloved

I search no more for thine love tattooed all over my vessel peacefully rests
No one but us two can see it.

You reign butterfly in heart
few lovers have eyed me
yet quickly eluded me
  they too, like your butterfly,
Go in search of their own.

Yes only yours returned
Adorned with diamonds and rubbies calling me fiancee.

I painted two on my chest
To never be apart
I love thee the most
forever and ever.
~~~~~~
By Karijinbba
All Rights Reserved
Sonnet, 75-95- present
True story an ET from another world designed two identical  rubbie and diamond butterflies
Just for me as an engay gement gift .Rdd/BbA
( Not a poem a repost.)
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Love letter straight
~from your heart~
An-K response
~~~~~~~~
My dear Angel K.

Good Evening dear.

Now I start reading and replying your emails

You tell me that every women in LOVE wants to devour her boy/ man
I would pray and wish and hope to be literally devoured when I am with you
~~~
But I do not get this phrase germinate
BLOWING UP like POP CORN for lover me...
--
Raj 4 Angel K.
~~~~~~
Written By:
two poets loving
Poetry
Virtual cyber
Relationship
And the language barriers
Making it all fun.
Mothers blow up like pop corn
Having babies silly goose Raj
Love you too.
Death literally existed
It was not just
an unhappy ending
in a film separating the loved ones
or nerve-wracking helplessness
in a  novel of despair
death literally existed
in my empty arms and bare hands
lacking you
I love you with an innate
effortlessness of true love
a soul in spate
like the bright stars above
light in space
grief becomes
unbearable
when the all-colorful and fast-whirling spinning top
falls and remains
still and colorless forever
My lala sassy Coco beloved.
queens of purple heart mine.
to those loving me near or far.
~~~~~~~~~~~
And you sweetheart
You the awakened one when I fought to stay alive eons ago precioso mio.
Don't worry you woke me up
this thunderous hail winter
upon waking up opening my eyes
transforms to eternal spring.
And as the decades passed revealing so many secrets that you scattered of gold bars and treasures throughout Earth
for enchanted frog little me
in a tini pond destined to search you in your ocean

All treasures now conceived in thought understood grasped too late,
slide like water through my fingers
lost in inaction
Recaptured
in memory  thought apeacing me giving strength.

The mind makes everything that's gone very real.
Amorsitos, hermosos you have many names I know you by a few
my precious king of hearts
I own only my heart of gold
jewels are my kids all grown-up
I love your family jewels.
Cariños mios your hands your voice
the way you walk talk as if you sway me and visit me unexpectedly
and it happens often
~~~~~~
Lover long sun kissed limbed
It all lingers true and clear.
Any woman queen Angel or scribe
would go nuts just hearing your tantric sensual voice
but not the way like I can.
Holding your hands loving me imprinting me with
your fingers kissing your palm prints
all over my pristine remote
unexplored seashores.
In your Island for private
romantic lovers you and me
You must feel safe here dear
just a poetess dreaming of you.
My mind make it all real.
and it does again and again..
your voice bridges any gaps

Our dream breathes and lives
when I hear your voice you melt
me or freeze me evaporated me
I cry and laugh and hear God
speaking to me in your voice
it's all so amusing
And bittersweet
I miss and love you all so much
tini litt baby girls and boys mine
"I give my life to save yours
if only any of you ask, you wrote"
I love you adore you.
Te amo the amo.
~~~~~~
By Karijinbba
All rights Reserved
te camo yesterday today forever
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