I sensed you

I knew you saw me.
In that celebratory crowd.
I sensed you around me.

Eyes evasive...yet lingering.
Sometimes from a distance.
Sometimes coming closer.
So that we brush a gaze.
Acknowledging our presence.

I avoided yet I felt you.
Sitting behind me...hovering around me.

I just sensed it.
And when you followed me while I was returning.
To catch the last glimpse.

You confirmed.
When words failed...actions spoke volumes.
I sensed you...but why the interest.

I will stay

He said: take me with you

She replied: I wish I can

But you will be entangled in my pathos

He said: Give me a chance

She responded: So many chances I have taken

So many chances I have given

But all left me, by the shores

He assured: I promise not to leave

Whether we merge in confluence

Or not

I will stay by thee

Till the the night whispers in your beats

Till the rays glimmers in your tresses

I will stay by thee

I will stay by thee

©LR

I still see us

Their eyes always found each other in the crowd

So much love hung in the air

It was if it were only them

I watched them from a distance

She sasheyed in exquisite glamour

He presented a picture of polished reservoir

They complimented each other

In that societal fissure

They blossomed

Love being their only reason

Transcending tumultuous seasons

Memories flooded

My heart choked

I felt breathless

For I saw us in them

I whispered a prayer at least bless them

©LR

A raging poetry

There's so much to write.
But my canvas remains white

There's so much of passion
Yet my hunger perpetuates in marital hibernation.

The urge to liberate in digressions
Freeing my feminity
Attaining nirvana through my sexuality
When mind attains spirituality.
The flesh being just a passage.

When the act of love making is redefined in profound colours.
For that's what I am
A raging poetry in motion.

©LR

Piercing Pleasure

It really hurts when you enter

When my earth is barren

When the senses 

Quiver for rain

Still I allow you to penetrate

Grazing and hurting my parapet

For that's how I precisely wish to taken

Savage

Anywhere

When the pain sends a chill

The adrenaline rush

The throb of sex

Echoes

In my piercing moan

And your satiated groan

Pleasure in pain.

©LR

When we meet

The day when we meet

I wish to steal a kiss

To savour your poetry

To be embalmed in your sensuality

Clandestinely

On the roof top

Under the empyreal ambience

Where the chilly breeze enlivens your nipples

And the golden hues 

Blushes your skin

I yearn to romanticise your femininity

In that magical setting

When dusk sets in

Away from the prying eyes

I would only steal a kiss

The kiss of secrecy

The kiss of sin.

©LR

Finding her

Kneeling was she under the bed.
Her panties revealing more than expected.

What was she searching for.
But my search was over.

Gingerly holding her waist.
Stripping her flimsy layers.
I grinded my bulging urge.

Responded did she.
Opening further her cleavage.

As I inserted my fingers.
Caressing her waves
A gasp escaped when I found her.
That's when I bent down to submerge in her gushing river.

Painting my senses

That night when you painted me.
Under the moonlight sky.
Dipping your brush in dreamy colours.

Loosening my lofty bun.
Blushing red on my lips.
You painted with thoughts at sea.

I waited for your artistic touch.
You did...with just your brush.
Lowering my saree for my luscious cleavage.
As I heaved in feral lust.

You sensed it.
Yet you continued with your medley of colours.
Ohh the tortourous passage.

When you parted my mystery for the glimpse of my navel.
Tiny diamonds reflected in your vision.
Yet you restrained yourself.

Till the clouds enveloped the moon in sing song temptation
That's when you painted my imagination.

All these years

I finally found her

After all these years

The girl whose simplicity stole my heart

She used to come to my store

With her guy

There was something about her

Unassuming, yet so fetching

Never could I linger my vision

Nor could I ever express my feelings

We barely exchanged a word 

I knew, she was taken

Although she addressed me in reverence

Over the years 

It grew beyond liking

She was unlike countless women I had slept

Her chaste vulnerability 

Made me restless

I missed her silently when she left

She was the one I could never forget

And when destiny reconnected us

I mustered courage 

To convey, what I felt

She smiled and said

You are late

I still see her

I still feel her

After all these years.

©LR

Voice of reason

Wish you could be with me

In my silence

And my turbulence

Travelling miles

Beyond infinity

I so ache to have you

You are my definition of femininity

Your engulfing flames

In my hermetic nights

Incinerates my being

The crescent moon

Cradled on your waist

With your tertiary eye

Sigh!

You sense me

Yet you choose to maintain clauses

Lemme come closer

Lemme disintegrate

In your essence

I know, I am not the cloudburst

That will extinguish your eternal flame

Nor you are the moon

That will bring me peace

To my actuality

Yet there is something in you

Beyond the voice of reason

For which

I desire you

Like none other!

©LR

We merge

Your hunger...my thirst...
Your fury...my silence...
Your concupiscence...my search...
Nothing merged...
Yet the whispering shadows...
In the moonlight meadows...
We met...we touched ....
Your thrust...my gasp...
A rythym...without hope and commitments...
We breathe...we merge...
Even if it was for few moments...

Silencing my mind

My search ends.
No longer I will wait
No more I will crave.

All the touches seems bland.
My senses detests the lust of a man.
No longer will I succumb to words.

Soulful : a mirage I had built.
Disenchanted and embittered
I silence myself to death.

Dead she spoke

Do the dead speak.
Yes they do.
And she did.
As she lay cradled in my lap.
So lifeless to my warmth.

Her lips still so moist
Were those my tears.
Or she was about to speak.
Her tresses still shimmering in the light.
Ready to bounce back to life.
Her bosom so full and flowing.
Ready to feed my baby

I heard her in death.
She conveyed...my journey with you is over.
Now she will be our life.

Libidinous fever

I am so lame with excuses now
I want you as much you as crave me
I wish to go ahead
But the chains in my heart

There you are, so close.
Your musky fragrance
Overwhelming my senses
The touch that threatens to rip my layers
I melt...
In the magical spell of yours

I am dripping
Soaked are my excuses
My libidinous fever is taking over
Come my love
Cure my itch.

©LR

I will wait

I will wait for you.
Dunno where you are.
Who you are.
But I will wait.

The one who touches me with words
The one who makes love to me in thoughts.
I know you are somewhere out there, reading me.
It's only a matter of time when destiny will bring us close.

A soul who sees through my veil.
Connects with me spiritually.
Just your presence.
Even if it's from a distance.
I am waiting till date

Our space

The space between our eyes.
Undresses me.
The space between our lips.
Tastes me.

The space between our touch.
Simmers us
The space between my words and your thoughts.
One day, we will weave soulful rhapsodies.
The space between you and me...resonates.

Sheer poetry

The pearls on her waist
Wrapped in melody.
Cradling her sensuality.
Tingled in my fantasies.
Sheer poetry was she.

Ohh those seductive tresses.
Falling on her waist.
Enshrouding her ripe breasts.
Stirred my senses.

I was blinded in her abyss.
Till my dreams melted in the soft sunrise.
But why are the pearls scattered.
Was my poetry there with me last night.

Drunk in Thoughts

So drunk in your thoughts
In the silent shadows.
I whisper your name but it echoes.

The glass of wine spills through my mounds to the dense valleys.
Bow there to gulp my essence.
I taste like none.

For I am a poisonous enchantress.
Slowly I will float in your veins.
You yearn to die in me.
But l spare you.

So that every breathe you take,
Reminds you of me.
Like I die millions times,
Thinking of you.

Only Through Eyes

Look at me when I am on top,
Look at me when you are above.
For that's how I wish you to lock.
Through my eyes.

Capture my tidal waves,
Ravish my aphrodisiac essence.
Seize me when I glide all the way from your hairy chest,
Offering my luxuriant crevice to your lips.

Keep looking, don't drown in my concupiscence.
Just realise my incandescence.
Even if I burn only in darkness,
In full moon transcendence.
I wish us to reach orgasm,
Only through our vision.

Moon and Rain

The moon and rain are so distant...
One glimmers in darkness...
While the other shimmers the essence...
He quenches the thirst...
She embalms the soul...
He cleanses the impurities...
She sings timeless memories...
The moon and rain...subtle in their significance...
He yearns for her as she remains clouded in horizon...
Sometimes in blossomed glory...sometimes in crescent braid...
He washes her path so that he can moon over her without any shame...
Even if it's from a distance...

Beautiful paradox

A beautiful paradox was she.
Her sensitivity were her melodies.
Her sufferings were her discovery.
Her visuals profoundly hypnotising.

She casts a spell when she weaves.
Her poetic fragrance lingers in my dreams.
Wrapped in passion she flames by desire.
I am unapologetically intoxicated with this beautiful mystery.

Who are you

Why are these butterflies on your neck

Why are these stars on your breasts

Why is your hair so messy

Why is your lips pouty

Was it me or someone else

Whose fragrance lingers on your skin

In whose blush you are radiating

Are you my love 

Or lust of someone else

©LR

The moon

And 'your smile still have the tears that fell upon its lips'
No one could see except me.
As you try to veil in mysticism.
You try to scream through musings.
Your loneliness only echoes.
Your search ends no where.

They play with your feelings,
Lusting for your flesh.
They all are the same.
Scars are all that remains.
For them you are just a transitory challenge.

Seclude yourself in darkness my moon.
Bloom in the shadows,
Crescent or full.

Blurring reflections

I see you in silence.
Eyes locked...conveying our intentions.
We move closer throbbing in passion.

Diamonds shimmer in the crazed outburst of lust.
There we stood...dead against time.
Gingerley brushing your lips against mine.
You went behind.

Guiding me to the mirror.
Eyes burning in fervour.
We look at each other.

Liberating my tresses.
Whispering kisses on my neck.
Cradling my waist.
Plastering your hardness in my curvy cleavage.

Eyes locked...we frame our nude wantings.
Weaving my lustrous tresses around you.
You grind.
Slowly in rhapsodic motions.

We celebrate our wanderlust eyes.
without consummating.
As tears roll blurring the reflections.
I realise it was just me and my vivid imagination.

Closures

How can you be so ruthless

Without any substance or reason.
How can someone be so hurting when my existence hardly makes any difference to any.
My withdrawal is misconstrued as arrogance.
My response is colored as vicious radiation.

Every ceasefire culminates only into further volcanic eruptions.
I fail to understand...this is so disenchanting!
Am I to be blamed for responding.
Sapped am I...
I no longer wish to dwell...
I finally choose closure to the two parallel chapters

Pound of flesh

She watched them.
Pouncing on her flesh.
Sometimes milking her boobs.
Sometimes between her legs.
Thumping and breathless.

They were chapters.
But without any verses.
She came across them.
All seeking a pound of flesh.
Nothing more nothing less.

Did they have her.
No...they were just libidinous
They got gratified.
Leaving her restless.

She didn't know why she succumbed.
She only wished to blossom.
But they all left her withered.
So dead.

Will miss you

Heart brims as I close your chapter.
Few months it was
mixed moments.
Now will be etched in memories.

Had I known the journey with you was this far.
I would have loved you more.
Like a child you sought me.
I maintained distance.

Dreading your impulsiveness.
Offended by your indifference.

But then somewhere you grew on me.
Forming an inexplicable bond over the few months.

Feelings choke, clouding my vision.
When I realise you won't be there tomorrow.
I was here
will be here.
You came and left as a stranger.

Your lap

Just your lap in which I wish to cradle.
Just your lap, next to your beats.
Just your lap to feel your warmth.
Just your lap in which I wish to breathe.
Nothing more

If ever it's time for me to close my eyes.
Just your lap.

I still love you and miss you
My existential universe

Who am I

I stood in front of the mirror

All that I see, is a piece of flesh

Where am I

Where is my essence

No one sees through me.

They see what I project

A charade.

Do I need a lover, admirer or a soul mate

To define my substance.

I muse on love, 

I fantasise on sex.

But that's not what I wish 

Nor I crave

Is this my process of self discovery

Am I heading towards spirituality.

Who am I, 

Where am I heading

I am so clueless.

©LR

Let her

Let her breathe
Let her love
Let her blossom
Let her luxuriate
Let her liberate
Let her suffer
Let her learn from experiences
Just let her
What she wishes to be
Let her embrace get being

©LR

Too late

How much further can you push me.
You didn't realise when you even lost me.
I drifted.
I tried to sail
But I wished, it was with you.
But you incorrigibly failed.

How long will we continue with this charade.
I am saturated.
I wish to exhale.

Why all my attempts go in vain.
Is my existence so trivial.
By the time if you ever realise.
It will be too late.

Someone like you

He said "someone like you..."
With whom I wish to sink
Something like you
I wish to drink

To be intoxicated beyond words
Beyond the realm of attraction
You and I
In an artistic fusion

Someone like you
To blush my lips
Someone like you
To elevates my beats

My veins are humming
For your tantalising touch
So dizzy am I
In your mystical charm

I arch at night
When I release myself
Visualising you
And drunk in lust

I burn in your colour so red

That slight glimpse of your waist
I feel like drinking from there

When the fragrance of honey drips from your blossomed mounds
Sliding all the way to my expectant mouth

I don't yearn for any
Except you

©LR

Bewitched

Your mystical essence

Are the colours of passion

Those bounteous tresses

Envelopes the moon

The stars in your eyes

Fades the sunshine

You define yourself

As an exquisite distress

But you haunt me

When I read your ravishing verses

You flow in my veins

Enlivening me with your lasting fragrance

You intrigue me

And I toss in agony

To meet you

To sense you

Why

I have no answers

A dream woman you are

And I will forever remain bewitched

With you and your verses.

©LR

Unveiling the moon

Famished is my soul

Parched my skin

I meander in the silent shadows

Searching for meanings

Waiting am I for the touch

For that ultimate blush

Something consuming 

Yet calming

When his passion touches me 

Through words

In sublime whispers

Did somebody lift my veil

Or he defined the moon

A confluence of mystical tragedy

Living

Without rhythm

Did he see through me

Is it for.

©LR

Till then

In the calignosity of the night skies
A tingling urge assails my senses.
Blazing me from within.
The devil's heart fancies,
Darkest wanderings.

With he, who caresses me in passionate whispers.
Silencing my sin.

Till the new moon inflames my skin again.
Till then
Till then.

Hypnotic tresses

There she was.
Standing by the open window.
Oblivious to the world.
Her cascading tresses shining in the moonlight rays.

She didn't realise when the sly breeze kissed her skin.
Wrapping her body in aromatic sin.
Those mounds of hers twinkled in assertion.
She reflected in hypnotic hues
As I gaped...enchanted.

There she was...irresistibly magnificent.
I visualized those tresses...naked.
When they will be glued to her blossomed flesh.
While in the act of love making.
Plastered in passionate diamonds.

I saw her on top of me.
Her crowning glory weaving me in her miracle

Ohh those alluring tresses.
How I wish to treasure the goddess.
If only she could hear my prayers.

Do not wait

Do not wait for me

Do not wait for me

My wait is too dense

I don't know where I am heading

So do not squander your purpose

Do not wait for me

With you breezy verse

Or with your restrained love

Something, which I can no longer touch

The blazing moon fears the outcome

For the heart may gravitate towards you

So keep away

I have chosen the sand dunes

For barren is my heart

Do not say love

Do not say love

©LR

Primal fire

The gusty wind

Her salacious soul

The sin on her lips

The swirl on her hips

She danced, seeking liberation

He saw her

At the pool of her primal desires

Slyly he came closer

Eyes framed, bodies humming

Perfectly in sync

The gusty wind 

And their plastered sins

Her fertile ground quivering

He ripped her 

Without any preamble

Throwing her to the ground

Clawing her mounds

While inserting his fingers 

In her earth

Her shuddering cries 

Igniting him more

He made her crawl

And ambushed her from her rear

The gusty wind 

Silencing their exploding roar

There she was

Subjugated yet liberated

There he waso conquered

Yet defeated.

©LR

Pregnant Silence

What can I give you,

How can I give you

I am full of love

But not for you.

The fervour of my passion,

My hushed emotions.

Resonate only in heartfelt articulation.

I live in seclusion.

For my faith has been trampled over and over again,

But still I hope for love

In my pregnant silence.

For you its an ephemeral attraction

To unveil the mystery.

But I have chosen the mystical catharsis.

Silent Storm

He said stay...

I need you

Even if, from a distance

I wish I could, she replied

But I belong to none

I am a poetess

I live and love

Only in verses

My gypsy soul wander places

To find myself

Don't get trapped in my storm

I will leave, eventually

I cannot see you stranded

Holding on to love

As you speak

I am just a silent storm

I exist

Coz of my ashes.

©LR

Blood Diamonds

There's more about you 

Than what meets the eye, he remarked

Yes, I still carry feelings 

And I do cry, she replied

Even if I have sensitized my being

To the inexplicable sufferings

I question 

Why

It can't be my karma

For I cant think of hurting a fly

Sequestering self

I have bloomed

In excruciating shades

The obnoxious gropings 

Snatched my innocence

In phases, the excruciating agony continued

Betrayal in love

Indifference to my existence

I have endured it all

If ever I read pages from my life

You will realize

Every verse is written

With my blood diamonds

©LR

My abused heart

The river flows through the trodden path

Tears of love, tears of betrayal

Tears of frailty, tears of hurt.

They resurface 
To soothe my abused heart

Why do they flow when the cause being the same.

Men...forever men!

Why are they so cruelly detached.

Trampling my sentiments, killing my substance

No matter how much I keep distance.

It hurts, bad

Death it is that I wish.

But I can't leave

I have given birth.

Maybe one day he too will do the same

Men, they hardly change

Please don't abuse me anymore.

let me survive

There are few reasons left for me to live.

©LR

Deepest melancholy

Why do I write what I write.
Is it my vice.
Why do people judge only through their eyes.
Is that the only me.

Why can't they see my scars.
Why can't they feel my despair.
Why can't I be given some substance.
Is sex and sexuality my only depth.

As fierce desires tear through me.
As emotions choke my breathe.
My inner goddess rise in rebellious fantasies.
Sometimes in luscious intensity.
Sometimes in a sea of undying love.

That's not the only me.
That's not the only me.
That's my deepest melancholy.

Afternoon sojourns

Ohh, those adulterous noons
Half ice
Half fire
We meet with lingering fear

Our rendezvous amongst whispering leaves
Sometimes in sultry heat
Sometimes against the lashing rain

Soulful melodies
Beyond lips
And bodies

Beyond pleasured ashes
Moments captured in verses
In luxuriant colours.

©LR

Silken heat

The blood on my lips

The bruises on my breasts

The juices dripping betwixt my thighs

I lie so spent

Yet, writhing for more

Possessed in your frenzied lust

I shuddered in ecstasy

As you kept probing

Every sinuous pore

Biting

Suckling

Thrusting yourself higher

You ripped my feminine layers

I cried in delirium

When I found my inner goddess awaken

The woman in the prime of her silken heat.

©LR

Hedonistic vices

You are my enemy tonight

You remain my enemy tomorrow

But still I will sleep with you

Your evilness seduces me

It shimmers in your poisonous leer

The overpowering scent of your manliness

Consumes my senses

Those proficient hands

That threatens to tear apart

My concealed layers

Kinky it will be I know.

But I will sleep with you tonight

Overcoming my fears

You know why

Coz beneath my feminine elegance

Smolders hedonistic vice

To be ravaged with ferocity

When sensuality dances with beastly lure

We don't bother about consequences

We ignite it further

©LR

Naked death

Her temple of worship

My guardian sword

Both of us

On the cold floor

Her luscious skin

My ravenous appetite

The scent of us

So strong

Her feminine honey

My masculine muskiness

Opened the heaven gates

For naked death.

©LR

Jealous moon

A fire within

Melts into jelly trickling down my thighs in ecstacy

Breasts rise to offer

Mind delirious

Feverish my body

Tonight is my date with the devil

I will drown him in my cries

Making him cling to my swelling breasts

As floating buoys

Licking the salt of my turbulence

Raging like a sea in tempest

We will sink in oceanic depths

But why is the moon jealous.

©LR

Darkest Wanderings

Why is there blood on my lips
Why is my skin purplish
Why do I feel so feverish

Tempestuous was it
Or was I drunk

But the tingling pain in my labia screams
That was I ravaged

Not by passion
Not by any emotion
But sheer intoxication

Who was it
I cannot recollect
Hazy was his face
Just a frame
Enveloping me
With his semen

Did I yield
Or was it rape
As long my wanton itch is cured

I hardly care.

©LR

Tide of lust

I shall be silent

When you rip my layers

I won't even cry

When you grab my hair

I will stifle my pain

When you scratch my sin

For that is how I wish to be relished

In passionate aggression.

I will push you to kneel

Force my sex on your lips

Taste me

Feel my beats

Here I am

A woman to be worshipped

Incandescent, 

In her tide of lust

©LR

Mysteries of her

The monsoon clouds are gathering pace.

The gentle breeze whispers the impending.

I follow her hidden path

To the lovely garden where she waits to unveil.

As the skies breathe their passion.

She soaks her sultry feminine.

Shredding threads from her skin.

She was a sight of sheer seduction.

Singing and dancing to the harmonious melody of romantic splendour in gay abandon.

Enchanting was her sensuality.

Luxurious her essence.

The mysteries of her bloomed.

As my heart blushed in sin.