Patently Impossible.

Your professed love for me is just a transitory dream which will never bear any cream

For some dreams are best when not implemented with surgical finesse

My poems may be igniting your imagination but my prototypic temper will blaze all your sensation

Body never lies....only mind signifies caution not to surrender to ephemeral alluring sexual revelations.

Your gravitating charm and inquisitive libido is just an irrational urge, all that I can give is....unfailing intellectual surge

Keep your deepest and darkest wanderings at bay for you are dealing with a woman who has been buffeted by innermost sufferings

Sufferings by infesting minds who can’t see beyond naked sexuality!!

The incessant unwarranted attention have been saturating yet I have managed to salvage my pride with arrogant self defence mechanism

Free will is nothing more than a desperate illusion...don’t wait for me for our union is patently impossible!!

Regal Bearing

I stood there all the while, 
With baited breathe to walk with you an extra mile

But your infectious gaiety was only for a short while

Leaving me alone to evolve with finished grace and poise.

I have for sure.
But forlornly crave your love and care.
Attempts of staving off emptiness left by your absence

Has thrown me in a sea of chasmal darkness

A darkness testing the parameters of my sentience 
Making me feel faded and insignificant.

Groping haltingly in the recession of my mind, Whether our separation was the inevitable truth

Sorting out emotions and labeling them
I invariably come with the same answers.

Answers of your calculative career strategy
Where I was conspicuously inconspicuous in your power pursuit.

Sublimating feelings of profound frustration
Now I patiently resign to your living memory.

A memory so strikingly overshadowed by your eclipsing personality.

Now I live as yours...
Regal bearing.

Eloping with you

How I wish to elope with you 
In search of mysteries and adventures

To exhaust and empty my essence 
In enchanted forests.

Striding your charger, 
Negotiating your hardness for my soft curves

Riding at great length to avenge my deprived urge.

However my wish of eloping with you will remain unfulfilled 
For I am imprisoned in matrimony.

Bodily nourishment by luscious sessions cannot extinguish the evidence of senses.

For what lies deep within is a commitment for the man whose child I am bearing.

So let’s bypass this grandiose plans of eloping 
As I don’t want my conscience pricking.

Hope your future quest of sweeping me off is put to rest

For I am your deservingly undeserving target.