Living Life

Trapped in the soulless abyss of desperate satisfaction,

Who are we trying to fool?

Instead, why don’t we just fly

A penny- worth blue kite in the sky?



Instead of running into an endless night of sinful hypocrisies,

Why don’t we just walk and hum a song?

Just before we fade away, like some careless drops of red wine,

On a decade-long barren bed of dust,

Can we be human, just for once?

Lost Hopes

I would like to know,

How does he touch you?

Like the first drop of rain,

On the red rose petals?

The sensuous warm touch of his,

On your soft white skin,

How do you feel, then?

The sweet taste of his lips,

The hot heavy breath,

An eternal pledge of satisfaction,

How do you feel, then?

Let me tell you now.

How I feel.

When I once saw you,

Walking happily along the streets,

I felt I found my long lost soul, back.

The tiny heart beats I have,

They were ever strong!

Waves of orgasmic pleasure,

Hit me hard,

Like the dark blue ocean,

On such a wild stormy night!

Ancient emotions broke through,

I knew you were never mine.

Hope.

It is indeed a four letter word.

Chocolate Muffins

Thus, in a day or so,

You will leave me and go!

As I lay down, on the moist green grass,

I look up!

I try to connect the stars!

The stars, holding the key to the future,

I try to listen to them!

But what about the chocolate muffins,

I made for you?

Do you still want to taste them?

Let me touch you now,

Why don’t you close your eyes?

The sweetness of your lips, it’s surely the muffins.

Give yourself to me,

For this once,

Because I don’t know what will happen,

In the next few years.

I don’t want you to go,

My blue valentine!

You filled me up with the crimson light,

Behold! My Florence Nightingale!