Thursday, November 20, 2008

For My Insatiable Soul...

The tranquility of my soul is infact the result of your presence…
You have put my fears to rest and minimized the dire turbulence…

Your eyes so composed and so deep within, turn me all hypnotic…
Your touch so gentle, so penetrating excite my buried senses so erotic…

Words uttered from your mouth falling straight on my insatiable ears…
Seem like the raindrops quenching the land thirsty for infinite years…

Your grip so firm when you hold my hand makes me feel so secure…
Your glance strips me off all the vices and makes my being so pure…

Heat emanating from your body burns down the metal in me into gold…
My whole body imbibes the glare that your body and your soul behold…

All words of gratitude for the Mighty one for blessing me with you…
Souls resurrecting with perfect mates on earth tend to be so few…

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

For my Insatiable Soul...

It was the time when I thought of you, your being meant for me…
It was the moment when I wandered and searched out for you…
It was the only I got to know that you are within me only…

And you have been there residing there eversince I exist…

You have been I my heart making it beat, and the beats were for you…

You have been letting my breaths flow and they were flowing for you…

When I leaned back with a tired spine, you were there to lend me a support…

When I laid my head sideways, you offered a secure shoulder of care…

When stressed out you kissed my forehead and stripped my body off the stress…

When my eyes went wet, you hugged me tight, squeezed the saline water out of them…

When things went wrong, you taught me that my approach would set them right…

When I was wrong, you made me learn the power of realization and submission…

When I was in pain, you held my hand and assured me that you were there for me…

When I had to spill my heart, you always lent me a passionate ear to listen to me…

You have been with me and for me ever since I have been with myself…

How stupid I am that I look for you in the outer world, when you are a part of me…

Our Second Meet

The excitement has engulfed my existence, the thought of being with you…
I yearn for the moments spent together which always tend to be so few…

Each moment seems to stretch to a length of an age, too hard for me to wait…
The patience has left me at once, I have grown quite restless and too abate…

The past moments flash in front of my eyes, making me want for more of you…
Too precious a possession of my life, I wonder whether it is again going to be true…

Again you would be in my arms, again I would have you so close to my eyes…
Again you would be nearer to me, before going away farther than the skies…

Again I can see you like the sun, and the moon has their share of your glance…
Again I would feel and touch you, like the breeze for all times gets the chance…

Each second seems to multiply and increase my desire of your presence…
With a bundle of mixed expressions, my actions aren’t making any sense…

I wish the time to fly, the moment to come when you would be in front of me…
All the moment to spend, to love and feel you, with more of you to see…