Wish I could love you; give more to this affair
But my heart has been torn apart; beyond repair.
It doesn’t have any feelings to spare
You give yourself to me in totality,
Without doubt or fear, you love me unconditionally.
It’s more than romantic evenings whispering sweet nothings,
We stare at stars, and take walks in the mornings,
We share dreams and give them wings.
You love me truly, without effort, without pretense
Unable to return it, I offer you my battered soul’s shavings.
Friday, December 28, 2007
My humble offering
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Thursday, December 27, 2007
poetry in prose
All theoreticians of eroticism know when there’s no distance, there’s
no border; when there’s no border, there’s no taboo; when there’s no
taboo, there’s no transgression; and when there’s no transgression,
there’s no desire.
I am drinking in the words.
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007
ode to the deceiving male
Kiss her on the lips
Take me around the world in ships
With her be locked at the hips
But know, she’s a momentary eclipse
With me read, write, rhyme and pun
Go to her for all the fun
Tell her she's the one
But come home to me, 'cos I mothered your son
Relive your passions within those walls
And getaway from all domestic bawls
Ignore my phone calls
As you hold her in thralls
But my love, if you’re two-faced
Don’t think I’m chaste
I'll make you happy,
and let you have your way with me.
But what happens when am alone;
You’ll never know, honey!
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Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Dus Kahaniyan
Take any
The idea of putting together short stories reminds me of my theater group back in Chennai, where we used to work on a similar idea. It was so much fun, and I miss it all terribly. Anyway, if you are planning to watch the movie sometime this week, take my advice and grab a good book instead.
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Sunday, December 09, 2007
Love
Your eyes are the color of rain cloud,
there’s thunder in your lips;
Mischief in your gait,
and magic, at your fingertips.
The need to touch becomes stronger –
A delicious urgency
together, we move in undulant motion,
And doors of a different world open up for us.
‘I love you’, you tell me
I nod, as I bask in the cool candor of your words.
Yes, I love you, my dear
But do we mean the same when we say that?
We know it’s more than a mere primordial urge
You are special to me,
I'll give myself to you all over again, if I could.
You excite my mind, indulge my body and illumine my spirit
Evenings of poetry sipping beer, walks by the sea,
Perfect conversations without uttering a single word,
Long drives on moonstruck nights;
you permeate my life; you're a part of my soul
am haunted by the memory of your touch
most content in your arms, am enraptured as we make – that tricky word – love.
Being together forever is an illusion,
it can never survive realism
Don’t try to hold on to these moments, and lose them at that
Love me in the fierce, honest way you do
And I will love you in return.
Let not the shadows of the outside world fall on us
And darken the brightly lit recesses of our hearts.
Let not the practicality of everyday lives eat into our togetherness,
but the uncertainty of tomorrow weave us closer today.
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