Oh nono nono no

  What happened to the pair never letting go off their hands? Kissing as if world’s about to end.   What happened to the pair when they happened to meet, that smile of idiots impossible to beat?   Oh no.   Are all benches in dark empty now which they soaked in their lust? A…

Scarecrow

  This scarecrow I stitched with old patchy sweaters and the trousers of my dead relatives. I kept its mouth open so to stuff it with discarded marbles I made memories playing but now are a great burden upon me.   Each marble I slid through the mouth with great sorrow but in hopes that…

Same old love

Fixated by your existence I use you as a benchmark for anyone new I meet. It’s bit too much obsession I know ‘cause connections always take time to materialize. But I’m a little harsh when it comes to compromises, like a mountain I stand, my hands stretched, in my own path, demanding that I drop…

How far away

Cool wind, smelling of eucalyptus and jasmine, blows as I observe in awe the craters on moon again. I am not lunatic; I have fair idea that I am not the only lonely lover doing this. Nor will I be the last. As long as there will be love on this planet, people will often…

On and on and on

  I’m tired when you come home smacking walls, take my hand, run my fingers upon you everywhere, and blossom layer by layer.   Take me with you on a journey to the hidden world inside your heart. Let me feel the widening cracks of your rigid interior, and smilingly cry at our helplessness.  …

Walk your fingers

I am hidden inside my skin. The one that you see laugh and goof is not real me. There are scars upon me, you’ll see only if you determine to see beyond my smooth skin. And the ones those you can’t, either they are far deeper than your reach or you are too ignorant to…

Theory of Soulmates

Sitting in a room lit only by the pale hue of a lamp in a corner, I twirl the glass of double malt whisky on the rocks. Mild clinking of ice-cubes soothes a little my heavy head which keeps on bobbling on its own weight. I look at the illuminating buildings outside my window as…

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.

Nothing but foolishness

Layers and layers of wind ruffle across my face as I smell dry earth through the window of my apartment. It feels like the lovers who come strong, kiss strong and leave briskly before you realize their presence. It all feels same–different layers of wind–but I can tell the difference. Just like you can differentiate…

Perfect

I wake up to the best mornings; your face beams like sunshine. Your kiss is my strong morning coffee, darling, the way you love, it’s intoxicating wine. Your eyes – tranquil turquoise. You giggle like windchimes. Don’t ask if that dress suits you, baby, you’re much more than just fine.   My days feel lighter,…

Hopeless good luck

  Our nerves entwined; you pull away to go. You do this, you make me stretch on my toes. These strings are strong till we both invest. So, I moan on your undies lest you lose interest.   Edges of your heart I cannot touch like your hips. Or if you allow me a moment…

Till you love me too

Some day when our paths will cross, things mightn’t be same. I’ll recount the days since we spilt, you’ll try to recall my name. Seeing you chewing on your lip, I’ll hold my breath. There might still be warmth in your heart, but for me no flame. I’ll look away to a boring billboard for…

Dare you give-up

They’ll say you can’t do it. They’ll say it’s not meant for you. They’ll force to decide it for you… your life, your choices, your destiny. They’ll promise it’s best for you. They’ll warn that if you don’t follow, you’ll terribly fall. Which (anyways) you’ll; everyone does. Then they’ll say it’s over, you’re over.  …

Sunset for two

I wrote a bit of something in the air with a little more love and a little more care.
I wish that you don’t, but if you feel alone, open your eyes, look around and behold.
We got carried away with our lives, fallen behind from keeping tracks. We can still whisper our messages and say our prayers.

Shaken

My feathers get sharper in hurricanes, but I create troubles for myself in my brain. I’m notorious for seclusion, but when it comes to passion I’ve earned myself some fame. I fly up to the moon and fall back in rain. I’m locked in paradox; I have no one to blame. I dream of you…

Bicycle

I walked backwards, I did headstand, I mimicked, I juggled, did the private dance to make it interesting. I tried to understand your deliberate nonsense. I ate and swallowed my offense, and wriggled on your palm to keep it working. I did what I could. But I can’t, I can’t be the only wheel of…

Creamy

I wake up from a nightmare with a violent pounding as if my heart swelled and consumed the hollow of my insides, beating everywhere all at once. My body pounds in a rhythm and I feel delicate like an egg that’s about to crack. I sit up cautiously so I don’t interrupt the mechanics of…

World upside down

She ran behind ducklings. She had a heart of pulp. She had a face of heart. She had a purple tongue. She was a work of art. She was the princess of her town. She saw the world upside down. She loved Motordrome. She loved looping cars. She often made her face. She smelled old…

The Idea of You – V

Hold your peachy face in my hands. Rub my thumbs a little around your blush. Kiss you just a little so we both shudder, and trace the anatomy of your jawline and ears. Squeeze a little your neck in my grasp. Feel your smooth skin hiding hard collarbones. Draw one broken heart on your chest,…

Iceberg

I am re-posting this poem from last year. Read it first without the parts in brackets, then everything together. Let me know your thoughts when you’re done reading. Enjoy! I am romanticized as modern-day hot blond from chick romantic comedies. I am (sarcastic as) butt-throbbing (spankings). I am characterized as sweet & delicate cotton-candies, and…