Glass of wine
I look deep inside my transparent glass of wine.
I see your eyes consuming pain from your heart and shine.
I suck all the distil reflections of your mind in a second like before.
Then I realise, you cannot cry anymore.
Grass-root Level
Possibility of love in grass-root level.
Probabilities to hold the dream
in nutshell.
Boundless happiness of our sensual demand.
Co-efficient certainty of our mind.
Life is nothing but a drop of rain
on a filthy fluctuating leaf.
A will of our consciousness
and a journey of our belief.
Possibility of love in grass-root level.
Probabilities to lost the dream
in a comfortable hell.
Ever-changing world of our philanthropy.
Co-variance of our opportunity.
Life is nothing but liquidity of love
that we take all over our existence
then we live for that
with no pretence.
Colour of love
Colour of love, colour of passion.
We thrive and revive for this momentary vision.
Other day what was in our mind,
make today’s volatile truth to find.
Moments are passed, just a vibe of leftover.
Love burnet to dust.
What to done ever.
Come to my existence of speechless dream
like a black and white melt in rainbow it seems.
Will you let your mind to be part of my sense, my obeisance?
Or pour down under the colour of your very mind.
I will be eager to have that infinity or to find.
Tumbling into our unending journey of rhythm,
Count the bit, lost or recall, subtle and profound.
A symphony dripping from your upper lip to touch,
Your neck- chic- ear, across the gravity of my search.
A note of melody, I try to catch, my conscious scrolls between blossoms,
I feel the grip of your nails, like bow, my heart intersects.
A song that never ends.
We forget what to feel, we still in our lonesome journey.
Somewhere in this frolicsome world, we lose our precious feel, until,
Like an everlasting harmony.
Pearly edge of your lips
I was looking at the pearly edge of your lips like a thin frontier of my vision.
You looked at me once to catch me upon your eyes, you meant and on.
I was about to take back my glance for a moment, but I am aware.
Not to lose you or your fair, undeniable authority over me, I see, I feel nothing that I can dare.
You are, not you think what you are.
I will put my attributions to you to find you, what you are.
I don’t care, to give in my love forever,
Just to get a touch of your lips on my lips and feel happy forever.
What’s your name on the phone
You look like a poetry to me, head to tow.
Whole world appears to me. Don’t know what to show.
Like a hive of bees your voice. I don’t have a choice, I listen to your thee.
Cant express my love, feelings, I am blind. How can I find
abstract world of your imagination. I would rather be your vision
of a better kind.
Though you are on the other side of the world I see, with all my holy
feelings of heart, mind. Will you let me find
best of you warmly.
Cant get closer to you, I am far.
Cant dare to love you, cant differ.
Felt giving up my existence to you, your true,
no matter how far. Who cares.
Last speechless Moment
I bestow my dream for your eternity.
You do not feel that way.
So shallow those trivial realities.
You do not feel that way.
When the sound of everything
lose their destiny, we see.
Our last speechless moment sways.
We do not feel the depth or it’s gravity, we leave.
Our last speechless moment away.
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