Wednesday, March 23, 2016

My Elderly Duty on Beauty





I have in front of me an inspiring face
Defining beauty in its totality -
Brilliance, sophistication, magnetism and
Closest to natural creation as the preface
Such faces are rare to find,
Need eyes alert with application of mind

First thing that invites viewer's sighs  
On that face, is pair of brilliant eyes
Piercing directly into the mind
Those sharp arrows, well defined
By lining of collyrium all around
Makes me proud of what I found

Eyes are not just for viewing or watching
But to convey a huge lot of information
On the person, and their mental formation
The eyes I am viewing have the grace
And modesty of a worthy woman ace
Making a dominant part of the face

Hairs flowing down like a hilly water fall
Cool in the hot summer of life I can recall
Clouds overshadow yet the Moonlight fall
As her grace to make me glitter like silver
Curls conveying space exists in the inner
To accommodate a matching worth
To make him get lost in dreamy girth    

Two petals rosy, existence of blood cozy
Suppressed smile tending to burst open
With a fine trigger of loving gaze worthwhile
Absorbed thro' the eyes, flowing out as smile
At the back of the rosy curtain, there lie
Mysteries of life, sweet and sour, wet and dry

A garland of silken arms in wait to greet
An opportunity so sweet, so discrete
Invitation to a soul-mate prospective
Indication of her welcome attractive
The life waits for building a castle
On dreams, making a way through hassle

Thus, makes up the treasure of hopes
Of bridging life in ambitious ropes
To give back to nature what she got
As gifts of body and soul, not to rot
Uncared and unattended in despair
But as conscious conscientious rare  

The wholesome, I see her, is beauty
Of human life, response and duty
I come on the Earth never to go
But keep the flame of life flaring high
Through such brilliant children of mine

Let there be hope, let there be light

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Sensuality Instinctive


How sensuous a maid can be
Realized I on kissing her forehead in blossom
Her body trembled vigorously
Grasped me to hold tight close to her bosom
Her cheeks rubbing on mine
Desired she chewing her petals rosy
With my lips thirsty for long yet cozy.

As she put around my neck her silken arms
Pulling my head close to her charms
I held her with one arm on her shoulder
Another on her butts to pull her closer
Her soles rode on my feet
Literally she hung on my neck

Lips travelling lips to cheeks to eyes so rich
Downward to neck to touch the sensitive switch
The touch played miracle on her mind
Undressing me for reaching her whole find
Helped her to slid down her thin robe
Puffy balls rubbed my chest
Highly desirous for quenching the quest

Things went out of control in ecstasy galore
Fell we in each other's arms on the floor
Kisses wild, thighs rubbed, feet touched
Happenings went with no plan
Came the ultimate moment with a cry
Bodies burst with each other's role
Falling like a wounded bird in the pool
Created from our bodies and souls
  
Thus, a casual touch of lips on the forehead
Lead us to the whole set of action
Bodies sweating needing no sanction
None taught us this lesson distinctive
Still happened for being instinctive
Proving that what we know of our soul

Is only a fraction of our knowledge whole

Monday, March 21, 2016

Stay little Longer, My Darling !

This post is English Translation of my earlier Midnight-Impulse [http://midnight-impulse.blogspot.in/2016/03/please-stay-little-longer-hindi-aur.html]


Night still remains,
Matter in between us still to explain,
Far away is the Morning,
Stay little longer, stay little longer, my Darling !

You were to arrive at onset of Evening,
But you came with full Moon
Spreading your cloudy hairs soon
Waited for long, longing for you miserably
I suffered even that longing
Stay little longer, stay little longer, my Darling !

My viewing has been watering
Garden of you youth
so juicy is the milky soothe
It is in blossom, let me love the bosom
Let there be wavering
Stay little longer, stay little longer, my Darling !

I missed you so miserably
Forget about going now
Just love, nothing else now
Let time be distinguished, for thirst to be extinguished
Poison of separation still boiling
Stay little longer, stay little longer, my Darling !

So far done nothing, so far happened nothing
Vermilion is still not flicked
Bangles still not clicked
Let your hairs fling
Stay little longer, stay little longer, my Darling !

Let eyes go ajar, make me sip the nectar
Let this home not be lone
Make it a kids zone
Procreatively, we sing

Stay little longer, stay little longer, my Darling !

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Me in a Web


I have a friend whom I follow without a purpose,
We meet, find nothing to talk about, feel being surplus.
She is sweet, loves someone like a row
Yet loved by some other, she doesn't know
I like to watch her as she goes gay and sad
Imagine kissing the red dot on her forehead.

There is a friend who follows me I am seen,
Seems to exist an unknown chord in between
Clots in my blood are of her debt,
But there seems to be nothing right nothing left.
As friends, we move on a long journey
of unknown paths serious sometimes funny.

There is yet another, I behave serious,
As if I know for years without being curious.
She is neat and clean with a world rosy
Feel her close, very loving and cosy
Far apart, no visible paths crossing
Destination unknown, yet we move tossing.

I know I am being chased for a cast
By overtures and shadows of my long past
Of desires, passions, lust, love and hate
Flied high in clouds with belief in fate
Lover's labor lost en-route destined
No hope of revival what once shined.

And that spectacled 'no friend' keeps me behind
Laugh her out, she enters again into my mind
Making me serious sometimes curious
Unable to even know when she is light or serious
Winning the world is her game she plays well
With sharpened arrows hitting the quell.

Since I touched the rhythmic world
Where each word is sharpened like a sword
I feel being invited and welcomed to my home
Which I knew existence of, but bothered not to roam
Social clout is growing with unexpected links
My persona feels growing more of its limbs
To catch up, to embrace the new world around
Of instinct, intuition, rhythm, feels, words and sound


Finding my 4 limbs short for dealing with my new World
To severe any chord, find no courage to use a sword.
Intricated into a web, nothing to do, hence I muse
Nothing for loving, nothing for hatred, nothing to ruse
Just an observer of that all going around per chance
Waiting, hoping someday on its own, come balance.

I have dropped all my intentions into an ocean
Of balance of nature, since nothing I can
Let life goes on like this, there is no harm
Each day, I get a new leg, a new arm
I am floating on pulls and pushes of nature
No desire, no will, no effort, no overture.


Still, I hope of rise-up of someone as my wife
With a lamp in her hands to lead my life
To a heaven of my dreams
Of love and actions, of passions and screams
I am no saint, not a sage

Just ordinary, longing a love-cage

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Please Stay a Little Longer (Hindi - aur kuchh der thahar)



jkr vHkh ckdh gS] ckr vHkh ckdh gS !
vHkh nwj gS lgj]
vkSj dqN nsj Bgj ! vkSj dqN nsj Bgj !!

'kke <ys vkuk Fkk rq>s]
iwue dk pkWan yk;h Fkh rw] vkdj cnjh lh Nk;h Fkh rw
djk;k Fkk cgqr bUrtkj] rMik Fkk eSa rkj&rkj]
lgk Fkk eSaus oks Hkh dgj
vkSj dqN nsj Bgj ! vkSj dqN nsj Bgj !!

esjh utjksa us lhapk gS]
rsjs ;kSou dk tks miou] jl ls ljkcksj rsjk ;s peu
vk pqdh gS cgkj] djus ns FkksMk I;kj
bBykus ns ;s ygj
vkSj dqN nsj Bgj ! vkSj dqN nsj Bgj !!

rMik gwWa cgqr rsjs fy;s
tkus dk uke u ys] I;kj ds flok dksbZ vkSj dke u ys
vc er dj fujk'k] cq>us ns I;kl
vHkh ckdh gS tgj
vkSj dqN nsj Bgj ! vkSj dqN nsj Bgj !!

vHkh rks dqN fd;k ugha] vHkh rks dqN gqvk ugha
vHkh pwMh ugha [kudh] fcUnh ugha f[kldh
tqYQ tkus ns fc[kj
vkSj dqN nsj Bgj ! vkSj dqN nsj Bgj !!

er dj u;uk cUn] ihus ns edjUn
;s ?kj uk jgs ohjkuk] vk jpsa dksbZ vQlkuk
cl tkus ns ;s 'kgj

vkSj dqN nsj Bgj ! vkSj dqN nsj Bgj !!
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