A Letter to My Dear Precious Goddess Wife❤

My Dear Precious Goddess,
From my night to your morning,
I’m writing in return to your lethal mail
The motion of which is like a garden snail
Crawling and hiding, crawling and hiding
Like a shadowy door with mystery sliding

I have been touching your written words

Those are like a collection of morning dews
In a box of emotion that embrace the sky,
Covering the distance of the ocean

I enjoy my timelessness through your words:
Counting the unforgettable, measuring the unspoken.
And the embrace of this obscurity is certainly tighter
Than the lessening grip of my heart
Bringing salt water to my eyes

My own heart now loves missing its beats
The flame of feeling inhales the heats
I breathe your name, exhaling my pain
On your shirt I wish could be a blood stain
As a proof of my heart, it would stay deep red
My heart is writing here, not my head

You are the mark on my liquid heart
where love begins with the beginning’s start
You are the desire of the ablaze fires
the only truth from ten-thousand-liars
You know,
I feel I can let myself enter through a ravine
All alone to be stuck there forever
Only if you stay with me in my mind
I feel I can spend this lifetime in a dark bunker
With only your thoughts surrounding me

Not sure if this is called ‘Love’
But this must be something more,
Where feelings of purity transcend.
And look at the words you’ve sent!
They are staring at me like a feeble harbinger
As my soul touches them through my eyes
Yet my mind exerts not to miss you so much

As I understand,
I am possessed by you beyond exorcism
Your light shines through my heart’s prism
I feel you here, I feel you there;
The vibes of your heart reaching everywhere
I look at the stars and envy them;
As I feel they stare back at you from another sky
I’ve created a milky way through my mind
To feel you closer as I close my eyes

I tumble into my bed
And start staring at the ceiling
For I still can count the stars there
Such is the impact of the marked feelings
Rising and falling deep down inside me

I hear sea sound from your distant shore
However that sound interlaces
With the tunes of your heart
However, my toe draws the lines
In the sand toward the waves of your unknown path
No tide can stop yearning for yours words
I’m drowning, drowning in the blue depths
Where the dawn – briefer than a twinkle
And your presence –longer than a life span
Keep breathing my affections, beloved

Crimson fate will perish soon -you’ll see
In the twilight’s dusky red
For the night is here out and about
And your treasured words beyond doubt-
Under the pillow of my bed

I thank you for the legacy of your soul’s caress
Through your letters for which I wait
(Like a mother bird who awaits the return
Of its young’s father to the nest)
Now your words are touching my bare skin
Denuding my heart

And the flesh wrapped around my lonesome existence
Is now responding to every single alphabet
That you care to send me
As a guide to my aching thoughts

But please, let your heart’s spring sing along
With one hundred birds from your nearby park
Where I fancy I’m sitting beside you
Holding you…
A wordless me…

Let the shower of rain from your soul reign over my heart
Let the light of my eyes rest upon a tuneful start
From the drizzle of your mind’s poetic appearance.

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A Garland of Love ❤

I got pleasure
In your words.
In the garden of my love,
you were teasing me,
you were plucking petals.
My ears yearn to hear
those words from you,
only from you.
I left a piece of my heart
in your chest.
I have the desire to go through
from what you went.
Stand beside you
Till life ends
Oh my love !
Do you feel the same,
don’t you?
Hold me
because
I love
you.

Her eyes
narrate the story.
Her eyes
hold the eclipse of his glory.
Her eyes
solstice of his kisses.
Her eyes
full of stardust and
cosmo rays of my love
Her eyes
kisses my lips.
She is poetry
or akin.
Her words
are my reflection
and every night
I read her skin
because she is mine.
So, spell on me
enchant those verses again
Give me sparkles
coated with your love
to breathe in dark nights.
Lips dances with beat of heart,
eyes frown and lemme flirt
“How it feels?”
“In my garland of love”

PS – To My Goddess, My Life, My Oxygen, My Soulmate, My Jaan, My Queen, My Luscious Lioness, My Everything.

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That Lounged Heavenly Beauty ❤😍😘

Like the
Song of angels on a morning wind
You are the lyrics of elysium’s light
Like the
Oceans tide of twilights rain
You are the steal of my heart in flight
Like the
Wild meadow petals of seasons adrift
You are the rose of sapphire eyes Like aurora
Kaleidoscopes guiding the darkness
You are a thousand dawns on starless night
You are love, my serenity of beauty
In a timeless moonlit invite
A breath of heaven that enchants my soul
In desire stroked fire wind cries…

PS – To My Goddess, My Love, My Soulmate, My everything.

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Silent Whispers ❤😍😘

The night you turned me on
it feels erotically insane.
The way you caressed my back
it calms down the chaos of mundane;
your melody of breath,
silently whispers my name.

Not all places I wander
are the realm of dreams.
Sometimes I want to see the sunset where
the river does not flow back to the seas.
Sometimes I want to spend nights with
the stain of our love on damp sheets.
Sometimes I want to wake up with
sunshine embracing your lips.

You enlighten my night,
as if the oasis in the desert.
In the pleasure of melodies
I found art.
The day you stepped
in my soul;
I became a part of you.

PS – To My Goddess, My Life, My Everything.

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Deceptive Beauty ❤😍😘

She seemed to scorch
the nearby vegetation
with her deep sighs

her beauty, not only faintly discernible

resembled a fire clouded by smoke

she was clad

in a single yellow garment,
resembling a pond without lotuses

abashed and disconsolate

she was like a doe

cut off from her herd
surrounded by a pack of hounds

her hair was formed

into a single braid (ek-veni)
falling like a black serpent on her back

seated on the ground

like a branch fallen from a tree
she resembled a blurred memory

a fortune lost
a faith betrayed
a hope dashed

a reputation lost
due to false rumor

looking here and there

la delicate fawn
she was barely discernible

a Vedic text
once learned by heart

now nearly lost
through lack of recitation

she was a word

whose meaning has changed
due to inapt usage

even then, keeping her faith

the firm lady looked
no more agitated

than the river Ganga
which however heavy the rainfall, never floods

weighed down by grief

she was a ship

at sea burdened by heavy cargo

she resembled a star

whose positive karma
now exhausted
had fallen from heaven

to the earth
her body was covered with dirt
however

she was adorned
with her own physical beauty

thus

like a tender lotus
stalk covered with mud

she lacked both beauty and possessions
she seemed to be a wave

risen from the ocean of grief

a command disobeyed

or skies aflame

at the time of a catastrophe

she was a river run dry

She resembled a pond
ruined by elephants

its lotus blossoms

leaves torn up
birds frightened away
this was the condition of her

a little girl abandoned
in the midst of desolate wilderness

seeking the unknown

PS – To My Goddess, My Life, My Oxygen, My Soulmate, My Jaan, My Queen, My Luscious Lioness, My Everything.

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Gifted Between Her Thighs ❤😍😘

Supple graces waltz
quietly while eager
juices flow amidst
soft walls of pleasure
sheltered by curvaceous
thighs once defined
by lonely men
as the greatest creation
Just a drip of the
warm and white nectar
oozing out of her
Gives me more life than
Swimming in 1,000 rivers of ambrosia
Just a single thrust inside her
Gives me more euphoria
than infinite endorphins
Deep inside her with buckets of sweat drenching me,
The dance of her tongue
on my lips cools me more
than the most fierce winds
I pray, I plead, I cajole,
I offer a lifetime of servitude
In exchange of eternal habitation…
in the caves of her vagina!

PS – To My Goddess, My Life, My Oxygen, My Soulmate, My Jaan, My Queen, My Luscious Lioness, My Everything.

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1.5k followers in last 1.5 year with 270 blog posts 😉❤😍😘😛🙊👻😬

Dear All,

I am very happy to inform all of you that I am completing exactly 270 posts with 1500+ followers only just in 1.5 years on this most awesome platform.

I started writing blogs as a kind of therapy. To help me express my love, feelings, emotions, pain, tears, agony, and sorrow that was making me dangerously depressed.

My story with wordpress is one of respectful reciprocation, warm human amity, fruitful cultural and intellectual exchange, endearing buoyancy, passionate literary embellishment and endowment, let alone friendship furtherance and beefing up!

Thank you to all of you, dear friends, who have contributed to, and been part of my journey.

I am very proud of Some of my blogs. Others didn’t work out as well as I had imagined. Such is life..

I don’t have all answers to life. But I hope I have gained some wisdom from my tiny little life experiences, which if nothing else, are varied and somewhat unique.

Thank you very very much each and every one of you for reading, appearing my posts.

Thank you for your immense love, blessings and support.

I shall appreciate you all always.You all have made my writing journey exciting, thrilling and memorable for me.

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