Finding me

Sometimes I wonder, who am I
The woman in layers
Or the woman I was unraveling
In the throes of love

As I brood over it
I never knew
I had such passionate aggression

And then that nightmare
I slipped back to my solitude
Traumatized and slivered
Every touch has become insipid
Every confession of love, bogus.

Somewhere, I seek a greater connect
Something transcendental
What is it, I can't find
Still I feel, that will be my becoming.

Silence of chaos

It was an unusual feeling that night
Something, I never felt
I was thirsty
And the showers couldn't quench my appetite

The urge to be consumed, was making me restless
And I wanted someone secured
So I took you, without your cognizance
Without your consent.

Wrapping you between my legs
Clasping you in my breasts
With your beats rumbling against mine
I took you
No words spoken
No moans escaped

It was deathly silent
As you penetrated my soul.
The showers subsided
So did we.

©LR

The Surge

The surge to escape

But where

Into the infinite horizon

Or deep within

Unchained, seamless somewhere

From the bedlam, that surrounds

The longing for the obscure

To find oneself in this journey

To realise chilling tranquility

Among the fragmented phases

That surge rises...

Again and again.

©LR

Just Another

I resisted
But you assumed my resistance as superficial
I pushed you away
But you were relentless, to prove yourself

I pleaded 'no more'
But you were only after the cleft

Somehow I managed to escape from your insensitive clutches
You weren't worth my flesh
You became just another.

When you left

You left, leaving your fragrance on my attire
Not in my soul
You left, quenching your desires
Not mine
You came only with your intentions
Leaving me flustered and lost

You didn't have to come
You didn't have to go
You shouldn't have.
It ripped me
All the more.

The Awaited

Hopefully someday
You will realise the intensity of my feelings.

It's been years since we last met
Still, I wait

No words exchanged,
No feelings expressed
Still, you remain entrenched
In the chambers of my heart

I try to rationalize
Yet, I find no answers
What is this pull
That has stayed.

Will it satiate with the consummation of flesh
Or will it continue
Till our death.

In your eyes

In those eyes

I find the flavor of old wine

How I wish to be consumed in their profoundness

And live my life

Even if, for a while

Only in your eyes.

©LR

The curtain

She pulled the curtains
Even though she was raging
She could sense him
The looks in his eyes stirred something within
Still, she pulled the curtains

His berth was next to her
She knew
As he did
It hung in the air, in those undercurrents
Yet, she pulled the curtains

The train gained momentum
So did her desires
She could almost feel him on her, jerking...
The flow of the train setting the speed of their constricted movements
He swimming in her ocean.

Her moans getting drowned in the noise
The thrill of adventure etched on her face

She wanted him
The stranger next to her
Yet, she chose to pull the curtains.