She burns, I emulate similar lust
we stay seperated
clouds of new year
slither over one another
slow, slow she likes, as I
she simulates
testing preseverance
puerile and jejune
instincts die
but physically reveals
fog clears, real slow,
she gasps, her adultry surfaces,
with barren lands, leaving colossal skies
glory of bewitching sun..
13 comments:
u wrote it??
@ Φ: Sensual as usual! Luks like love bug has bitten u hard...and still has its fang on u Lol!
@ senthil: woi is it so hard to believe??
that sounds so good .....
i envy u fi....
Ash
slow, slow she likes, as I
she simulates
Ooh, there's steam on my screen. *grin*
puerile and jejune
Impressive word-choice, dear. Loved the way they the syllables rolled onto my tongue as I read this piece out loud. ^_^
sublte n sensous
very very nice. Great job! Ummm
Well written...
Wow! This is brilliant Vinod. You just leave me spellbound everytime. :-)
Well, what you read at my blog is something that happens across the globe every minute. We bear the cross of living in a shockingly shameful world. There is another variant of that poem and also my response to much discussion that poem engendered at another writers' forum. Perhaps you'd like to read it.
May we all scale greater heights with our words as pegs this year! :-)
Cheers
Dan
'Awesome' is all i can say !
Demi
*bows* thanks :)...
Senthil u doubt it??
Vidhu hahahah... :)
ash *humbled* thanks much
Soulless It feels so good to have you around. Your presence smells poetry :)..am glad you enjoyed reading it.
Sophia Thanks a bunch dear one
Shyloh *bows* :) glad you came over..
Vanathi Thanks many..
Dan Dan thanks many for your nice words :) *humbled*..very well said May we all scale greater heights with our words as pegs this year! :-) cheers to you to Dan.. :)
Rebel_on_loose Thanks my friend :)
I so liked reading this V! And as Soulless says, really cool word-choice. :)
brilliant...as always :)
you awful man, laughing at my post...
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