Deterioration

Funny, how temporal people enjoy their everlasting stay in our hearts, and feast endlessly on our sanity, because the more we dodge thinking about them, the more we think. True that human psyche is loaded with million complications. This one gets far more complicated when we try escaping nostalgia, and yet find ourselves tripping on very thoughts. What if she stayed, what if he missed that plane, would it be a little better? We don’t know, but we romanticize the idea of rosy possibilities.

Insomniac

Lost in the beauty of the night, wild my thoughts are running cold. We’ve had pillow-fight in this room many times before. Now, someone else has held your hands, just like I was told. I would probably leave my bed waiting cold alone for I’m afraid if I fell asleep, since there is a high…

Craving for an insult

It’s been long, really long, for us to interlace our cheeky banters, abusing each other most sincerely, and amusingly insult. You knew exactly how to make me wet, with or without touching. I’m not sure which one was better, for I never had a chance to differentiate, or enough energy to waste on thinking anything…

A season of cold

Your memories hang over Like some sticky patch of clouds, Dripping all over my face In slow, sore motions. Just like violet sky, Violent wind, Or hefty downpour feels on a shaky window, Thundering clouds rumble in my head, Thunderous heart Thinking Thousand things I gotta undo. But I can’t do. As I recall us…

Thinking About You

Tiny diamonds sprinkled over my head. Floating oceans in my heart. Broken dreams circling my vanilla sky. Mental tug of war breaks me in parts. My reality a spinning enigma, stumbling on serendipity. Brave-heart I won’t give-up dreaming, what if torn by this heartless city. Tried often the words I couldn’t speak. I whisper them…

Organized Mess

I was better messed up. Knotted, As you trespassed through me Without a forewarning, Just like my fingers trespassed Through your clothes When you were in them, And weaved a pattern on your skin, That only you could understand. Even if You were always here, Way before your perfume had faded, Thoughts of being with…

Brain-fuck

Two-o’-twenty clock, I’m ringing in my fingertips, My butts are quaking on your thoughts, Night’s hanging three-quarters at my window, And I’m getting anesthetized. I must tell you That although I love drenched in this craving, This is getting worse day by day, More than I’d imagined. Every noon I see you, You cause me…

Death of Her Breath

That feathery touch of her fingers dropping into a sluggish serpentine track on my chest, and circling around my aroused nipples, that curling toes and pressing her breasts on my chest to match our heights, that urgency of her soft lips into mine, that mist of her visible breath – lingering, mingling, filling my nose…

So Gone

I miss your warm words tumble down my throat, reach the bottom of my psyche, and melt with a long hiss. I miss your long bare legs dressed in moisture, smoky mascara eyes, and lips eager for a kiss. This wind blows through me our awesome time, and I feel vulnerable amid rousing sputtering sensation…

Need You ‘Now’

I beg again, Stuck in cosmic ripple, My skin needs your skin, They say, Time has many faces, Everything is happening together now, There was no yesterday, Nor a tomorrow will come, But I deny, For I cannot feel empty, When I’m kissing you in parallel time, There can never be an explanation to this…

Purple

Eventually, you left me with the glass of whisky carrying marks of your lipstick my hips tingling and your tiny purple panties, hanging on my ear, trapped in time, I’m thinking when you were sitting on my thighs kissing my lips and your fingertips tingling my hips talking in your voice husky in one hand…

TOOTHBRUSH

Without you It was the longest day of the season As it rustled in the winter wind I just wanted to remind you somehow That I’m so fond of you And I carried your toothbrush In my pocket all day. Yeah I knew It can not substitute your presence But the temptation of your being…

Palindrome

Smoke filled the empty room Leaving me empty All too soon Here I am Surrounded in my distractions Cloaked in what I thought I knew Laughing at my false interactions And you are gone So far from view. .. Gone like you were never here Not in this world, where I’m forced to keep myself…

Chocolate

A bucket full of delicious chocolates I often see in my dreams As their aroma fills my nostrils My brain releases some liquid that I don’t know of it gives me the feeling As if I have been drinking a lot lately My mouth gets watered and my approach hasted towards that bucket as if…