Tuesday, 29 August 2017
Monday, 28 August 2017
Incestuous showers
It was not the daughter,
But her mother who arrested my thoughts
Everytime I made love to my wife, I saw her.
Blasphemous it was, but I couldn't get over.
And then when she came to stay with us,
I became paranoid.
I maintained distance,
the conversation limited to few lines.
Was she aware, could she sense, I didn't know.
But distracting was her presence
She wasn't extraordinary,
Yet striking was her simplicity.
Was it her ebony eyes, was it her grace
Or was it her dense waves.
I don't know, but she was all that I craved.
Days were blur, nights sheer torture
And then one day
When I returned from work,
I saw her on the terrace,
soaking the showers.
She was a sight
Plastered in sin
Every curve whispered 'come closer'
Stealthily I walked and kept gazing from a distance.
Till our eyes met.
As if struck by a lightening, I went pale.
Smiling, she sauntered towards me,
While I stood rooted.
Cupping my trembling hands she guided me towards the lashing rain.
There we were, drenched
" You thought, I couldn't sense what's in your mind", she teased.
It was so evident.
Saying that, she coated me with mud
I grabbed a handful and smeared her face,
Sliding down her neck, as I reached her breasts
She pushed me on the floor with her naked toe
Before I could register,
She lifted her petticoat and offered her earth
There I was on the floor,
She covering me
I struggled to breathe
But she offered herself aggressively.
I kept exploring till I found her.
She wasn't complaining, neither was I
I stripped her veneer of simplicity
She was a raging fire
extinguishing the lashing drops.
When I offered her my power.
She took him with passionate fervour
I was on fire as she waved her tongue
I tried to break free as I was climaxing
But she grabbed my butt
and pushed me deeper in her crevice
I slackened in her rage
While she gulped every traces
The mud got washed
So did we, in incestuous showers.
But her mother who arrested my thoughts
Everytime I made love to my wife, I saw her.
Blasphemous it was, but I couldn't get over.
And then when she came to stay with us,
I became paranoid.
I maintained distance,
the conversation limited to few lines.
Was she aware, could she sense, I didn't know.
But distracting was her presence
She wasn't extraordinary,
Yet striking was her simplicity.
Was it her ebony eyes, was it her grace
Or was it her dense waves.
I don't know, but she was all that I craved.
Days were blur, nights sheer torture
And then one day
When I returned from work,
I saw her on the terrace,
soaking the showers.
She was a sight
Plastered in sin
Every curve whispered 'come closer'
Stealthily I walked and kept gazing from a distance.
Till our eyes met.
As if struck by a lightening, I went pale.
Smiling, she sauntered towards me,
While I stood rooted.
Cupping my trembling hands she guided me towards the lashing rain.
There we were, drenched
" You thought, I couldn't sense what's in your mind", she teased.
It was so evident.
Saying that, she coated me with mud
I grabbed a handful and smeared her face,
Sliding down her neck, as I reached her breasts
She pushed me on the floor with her naked toe
Before I could register,
She lifted her petticoat and offered her earth
There I was on the floor,
She covering me
I struggled to breathe
But she offered herself aggressively.
I kept exploring till I found her.
She wasn't complaining, neither was I
I stripped her veneer of simplicity
She was a raging fire
extinguishing the lashing drops.
When I offered her my power.
She took him with passionate fervour
I was on fire as she waved her tongue
I tried to break free as I was climaxing
But she grabbed my butt
and pushed me deeper in her crevice
I slackened in her rage
While she gulped every traces
The mud got washed
So did we, in incestuous showers.
Virgin Death
She died a virgin
She had to die
And that's how it was supposed to be
Brothel was her existence
Day and night
Only flesh
Who were they
How many
She had stopped counting
She just spread her legs
Men of every decent.
All ravenous to penetrate
But none could touch her
Except her flesh.
Till she decided, she had to leave
And that was the day
When she died a virgin.
©LR
Friday, 25 August 2017
Till then
And then it rained
When they met
He had kept his promise
She hugged him and said
You are finally home
Let us take a walk in the corridors of memory
And start from where we had left.
Earlier we used to fight for each other
Now, we fight with each other
Why,
Is it love or mere jealousy.
Why do you go
When you know it's only my shores
Where you will find yourself.
Like always his answers were evasive.
She knew, he will leave again.
Still she clinged to hope.
Maybe someday, that won't be even there anymore.
Till then.
When they met
He had kept his promise
She hugged him and said
You are finally home
Let us take a walk in the corridors of memory
And start from where we had left.
Earlier we used to fight for each other
Now, we fight with each other
Why,
Is it love or mere jealousy.
Why do you go
When you know it's only my shores
Where you will find yourself.
Like always his answers were evasive.
She knew, he will leave again.
Still she clinged to hope.
Maybe someday, that won't be even there anymore.
Till then.
Wednesday, 23 August 2017
Love isn't me
It was never love
Nor it ever will be.
Like a moth to the fire,
they get lured.
To take unholy dip in erotic verses
And experience the flesh.
They all are the same
brimming with desires.
Some profess love,
Some come to the point.
Without wasting much time
But it can never be love
Because I wasn't meant to be loved.
Maybe.
Nor it ever will be.
Like a moth to the fire,
they get lured.
To take unholy dip in erotic verses
And experience the flesh.
They all are the same
brimming with desires.
Some profess love,
Some come to the point.
Without wasting much time
But it can never be love
Because I wasn't meant to be loved.
Maybe.
Friday, 18 August 2017
Wild rose
I was never more alive
Till you smuggled by my side
Our breathes were rhapsody
While the bodies glistened in melody.
You were beyond my fantasy.
As I arched in ecstasy,
You completed the circle, with me.
'Hush', you said
As I whimpered your name,
Come along baby placidly.
For there's more of you,
That I wish to probe
In the wilderness,
where blooms the wild rose.
©LR
Monday, 14 August 2017
Some questions, Some answers
I see you
You see me
But the chasm between us widened
I miss you, in echoing silence
So much love I have for you
But will prefer distance
You kill me with your unjustifiable accusations.
Why are you possessive for me
There's even no reason
What are you to me
What am I to you
There's no definition
What is it between us
Some questions...
Some answers...
You see me
But the chasm between us widened
I miss you, in echoing silence
So much love I have for you
But will prefer distance
You kill me with your unjustifiable accusations.
Why are you possessive for me
There's even no reason
What are you to me
What am I to you
There's no definition
What is it between us
Some questions...
Some answers...
Wednesday, 9 August 2017
Everything is a lie
Why is that you still have the capacity to hurt
When you should mean nothing to me
Why do I still cater to your whimsical outbursts.
You justify it as your possessiveness
People are possessive only in love, not in lust.
And that's precisely why we met.
When I fell in love, you took me for granted
And now that I am in a turmoil
You still have no empathy
Right, everything about me is a lie
I keep warming beds to add numbers.
What am I
I gave you the capacity to hurt
I gave it all!
Each of me
What did I get in return?
Accusations
I hoped for you
But now I am through, with you.
Don't ever come back to me.
Because everything is a lie.
The End
©LR
When you should mean nothing to me
Why do I still cater to your whimsical outbursts.
You justify it as your possessiveness
People are possessive only in love, not in lust.
And that's precisely why we met.
When I fell in love, you took me for granted
And now that I am in a turmoil
You still have no empathy
Right, everything about me is a lie
I keep warming beds to add numbers.
What am I
I gave you the capacity to hurt
I gave it all!
Each of me
What did I get in return?
Accusations
I hoped for you
But now I am through, with you.
Don't ever come back to me.
Because everything is a lie.
The End
©LR
Saturday, 5 August 2017
In conversation
Why did you give him to me,
when you were there in the scene...
Maggie asked
Because you were destined, Vicky replied.
I wonder if I have anything left now,
Sunny marked me for life... Maggie said sadly.
I am glad he did, you deserved him, Vicky responded
But the love...
But the hurt...
How will I deal with it, Maggie cried.
If it doesn't hurt it wasn't worth,
You won't come out of it,
Just shift focus...Vicky suggested.
Hmm...How much I am gonna miss him,
he was my liberation from years of shackles
I will never be the same again
But I have to go
Maggie went back to her exile
when you were there in the scene...
Maggie asked
Because you were destined, Vicky replied.
I wonder if I have anything left now,
Sunny marked me for life... Maggie said sadly.
I am glad he did, you deserved him, Vicky responded
But the love...
But the hurt...
How will I deal with it, Maggie cried.
If it doesn't hurt it wasn't worth,
You won't come out of it,
Just shift focus...Vicky suggested.
Hmm...How much I am gonna miss him,
he was my liberation from years of shackles
I will never be the same again
But I have to go
Maggie went back to her exile
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