I just really need a hug.
Not a shrug or glance or wave.
Not a “good morning”, or a “how are you?”
Not a tweet, snap, or like too.
Not a smile, a “what’s up?”, or a wink,
Not a letter in the mail, a text, or a joke,
Not a night-out, dinner, or a date,
I just really need a hug.
A comely rainbow
spanning the wet, sobbing sky;
mesmeric pearls of teardrops on earth.
Many subtle shades of marvel
unfolded that day.
Elegance of burning splendour in sun’s soul -
earth treasuring the seed of the first rain
in its womb for a new birth -
Spring’s svelte fingers
painting brilliance across the droning vale -
mist of radiance of a gorgeous moon -
stars sparkling to a melody
flowing from the divine harp -
sea breeze carving
shifting sculptures on sands of gold -
amorous mirth of sea waves
rushing to the hug of a waiting shore.
I stood there,
a trance benumbing my senses
to an hypnotic bliss.
She stops, asks a hug,
Our tender hug was pictured,
A scented moment.
At the Mahatma Gandhi Road, Bangalore, the other day
How can I love unconditionally,
When I haven't been conditioned to love?
An innocent Angel.
like an empty beach,
Loneliness nesting ...
that the sea to bring
And gentle night
comfort and pain,
as If lighting all the candles
Sun wreath becomes Death arrow
And in the context of joyful world
sweet like the moon,
sad dress ...
And like a beautiful dead
the shroud is light,
I was burned but remembered ...
The moment has arrived,
The moment where I had the last glimpse of you
The moment that I hugged you tight, giving final farewell
The moment that I felt your last touch, which still remains under my skin
The moment when I wanted all the clocks in the world to stop ticking
The moment when my heart was aching
The moment when my tears were breaking their flood gates
The moment that I dreaded for, since the day I met you..
The moment that slipped the earth under my feet..
The moment that tore away my belief on eternal love..
The moment that I died inside
He hugged me once.
It was the only time
Only time he actually hugged me
It plays back in my mind,
Over and over again.
I experience every detail
As if it were my first time.
The first time he gave me that hug.
The first time you gave me that hug.
I feel them again.
That crossed my mind,
I think them again.
Every unsteady breath
That I took,
I take them again.
I've experienced them,
Because of that hug.
And because of that hug,
I experience it all again.
Every single day.
He actually saw me.
He noticed me.
He hugged me...
And I hugged him back.
I cried on his shoulder.
And he let me.
He let me!?
I remember feeling him
I actually touched him.
I was looking...
Looking for something to hold.
My hands grazed against them,
As I tried to grasp
Onto to his well-fitted shirt
While he held me close.
They were friendly,
But when he held me close,
I felt so secure.
In that moment
I was safe,
Everything was okay.
I was sure.
you made me feel safe
With that hug of yours
I've never been hugged-
Well I have, but..
Not like that.
I've never been able to forget
The way his arms felt
Wrapped around me
In such a reassuring
And caring way.
I never will.
But I bet he has
And I bet you will too
Because to him *
And probably to you,
It was nothing more
Than just *A Hug.
And that's all it ever was.
And all it ever will be
A hug from a caring friend
But to me.. *that hug, it meant so much more
open your arms wide,
and accept a hug from Aphrodite
in that moment of safety and acceptance found in her arms,
understand that love is no guilty pleasure,
it is a necessity.
in that moment
you can visualize love as a source
that can be shared,
but to survive you must keep some for yourself.
accept Aphrodite's hug, my dear.
The Hug, a Poem of Regret
The hug was a surprise to me,
Your words took me off guard.
But I could not embrace you back
Your touch made me afraid for you.
I thought friends would condemn this hug.
What if their mean comments hurt you?
Such long years are between us both;
You are full of springtime and youth,
I have spent my seasons by now
And I fear none remain to share.
A gap has grown between us both.
Did you think I reject your act?
Or that I am without a heart?
Or did you start doubting my care?
Did you go then feeling a fool?
None of those thoughts are true!
For me it was above all hugs.
I have had such regrets since then-
Each day I must wonder, "What if..."
I wish I had hugged you back.
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