Our song was playing somewhere

The one you shared

The one we loved

The one that became us

The song was playing somewhere

Its tunes now so distant

The resonance so haunting

The effect so shattering

Our song

I hope you are still humming it

For I still feel you around me

When it plays somewhere.

©LR

 

Isn't it magical to heal oneself

After all the heart aches

The sufferance

The nightmarish experience

The haunting reminders

Of the choices we made

It isn't easy

But we are left with no options

But to heal

Losing ourselves

In the process of discovery

What we were

What we will be ultimately

Will remain a magical mystery.

©LR

 The sight of you

With nothing

But your anklets

And the passage

From your anklets

To your eclipsing moon

Divine death!

©LR

 

I dreamt of you last night

You were there

Just there

I wanted to reach out

But I recollected the ingrained hurt

And the disrespect

I withdrew

Blocking your memories again

But I wonder till when

How long will you haunt me

With your absence!

©LR

 Why have you become so silent, he asked

In my silence is my spark

In my darkness

I find solace

Everything around being a facade

I've chosen to be contained 

In self.

©LR

 

I will never get over the pain

Of missing you

So I've decided to live with it

Every moment

Every day

A reminder of the love

I invested my being in.

©LR

 An unknown odyssey

Filled with mystery

Roads curving into infinity

People and situations cease to affect

I withdraw into solitude

Lost in time and space

The story of me fading

As I become seasoned with earth

The beauty of everything

That was

That is

And that will be.

©LR

 To relish you

Between your legs

What a better way to satiate myself

The echo of your melody

The fragrance of your musk

The taste of you overwhelming my senses

Aphrodisiac!

©LR

 I will not touch you

With my hunger

But with my thirst

Not with my fingers

But with my tongue

Not on the couch

But in the washroom

Licking every single dew on your flesh

Till your moans infiltrate the walls

Till the fumes of desire

Blur your senses

I prefer to touch you savage

My lady.

©LR

 She knew the art

Of hiding the cucumber

In her garden

Till she shivered

Holding the fence of ecstasy

For life

She knew the art

Of gratifying her darkness

For none could have

Survived her darkness.

©LR

 

Who was who

What we did

How we plunged

I can't remember

Except that it quenched my fire.

©LR