Laughter
in the shadows,
startling yet familiar;
that some one has finally come-
Savior!?
come
she sat on the creek’s bank
she sat on the creek’s bank
waiting for
the time to come by
whence
she could open her hair braid,
put away those restraining ornaments
and
dissolve in the waters
and flow away
to meet her destiny,
to meet
her cay.
After writing this piece, I came up with an alternate version which is like this:-
she sat on the creek’s bank
waiting for
the time to come by
whence
she could reach out the distance,
immerse herself in the waters
and
dissolve away those fears
and fly away
to meet her destiny,
to find
her way.
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The fragrance of the pouring rain
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Red Lust
Collision of the bodies
intermingling sweat
the passionate hug
the seductive kiss
moan emerges like hiss
euphoria of the best drug
the fingers finally met
come true the auguries
the lust overcomes all
echoes around, a silent bawl.
P.s.- Written in the same rhyming scheme, as the Violet Juice. I haven’t given a name to this form of poetry… I am still open to suggestions.
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