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May 21, 2010
Ice on sensually scorching skin,
Whispering the sizzles of love for our sin
Though nobody knows, it feels as if the world stares
At my back and understands that nothing compares.
The curves, contours of heaving
Smooth skin blown warm by my breath
Tattoo my mind as I fall asleep,
Your skin on mine, intensity bound to be bequeath.
Arms caging my torso demandingly
Asking for what I can certainly give;
I succumb to the pull of promiscuity
This is a choice for which I live,
Palms exploring the depressions and mountains
Of landscapes much too small to be the work of God
But are as pious, are as heavenly, given to me,
The circles of beauty, triangulated by a rod-
Escaping into the caves of illusions
Into the warmth and comfort of sheets and skin
Leaving me breathless under my closed eyes and open mouth
Your smile shimmers like electroplated tin.
Cold water douses my heart, stabbing my daydreams;
Still enriched in the sensual coating of warmth and heat
It's all been a dream, I beg you to bring it true,
You already have me bowed over your feet.
In and out of addiction, I wander
These are decisions I'm forced to ponder over
I already want you to take me,
I will happy the day you take me to be
With you.
May 15, 2010
Sun rays on skin, scalding, scorching,
The heat of north prevails
And the swimming pools are afresh with joy,
Under the sun do the homeless wail-
Heat haze that blurs the lines of vision
That sets ablaze the flesh of arms,
Melting the tar that holds the road
Leaving empty, burning farms-
And the cool winter swells
That lick ice upon the feet of beachgoers
In the south, where the sleet is here
And the lakes are devoid of eager rowers-
Children chastised to bundle up more
And the people wander sipping coffee
Watching ice on the needles of a pine
Melt like it were English toffee.
And an equinox on the equator
The heat one one side, the cold on another
Houses enjoying the pleasant weather
Familier intact- father, mother, brother.
In the north, the summer houses are many and full
Families apart where no interruption can push or pull-
In the south, shelter is needed and people are apart
Children switching from divorced mother to father, more the art;
June
Separation
The heat and the cold at war again-
June,
Imagination
And happiness borne by equinoxes-
Hovering between extremeties
June-caused externalities
That time of year is here
Where it's either as hot as hell
Or as cold as the world is old.
May 2, 2010
5) Time to Say Goodbye
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 1:47 AM
Smiling more than usual,
I've never seen you prettier before
With happiness in your eyes,
Soul as clear as the summer skies.
Sobbing into your knees
I've never seen you sadder before
With grief an oceanic puddle at your feet,
Salty drops darkening the ground peat.
But the glance of an eye nearby
Makes me crazy,
I remember every look you gave me
And though it's hard to forget the past,
I'd better forget it fast,
Before I become the dead of the day
And the soulless blackness of the night-
I should forget my past,
I should forget you fast,
But the sails that gleam from my mast
Sail to you....
May 1, 2010
4) Thunderclaps, Night Sky
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 10:55 AM
Claps of thunder
Rolling like atolls on the sea
Across the moon-drenched sky,
And I can't help but wonder why....
Dark clouds twist into shapes
Silhouetted black in the light
Omens flashing across the day sky,
And I wonder why...
The rain tattooes the carapace
Which shatters at the paranormal force,
Like a curtain of life and chaos both
Trees cower in sheer remorse,
And I hide in the building,
Not permitted to follow the drops
That hammer over the window
And land in puddles with innocent plops.
If I could come and go like the rain,
If I could hide like the moon, I would,
If I could show the world my dark skies
And prove that be the best I could.
If I could be so sudden yet so discrete,
And like the rolling thunder sweep your feet...
Regret filling me, the sight of the changing sky,
And I ask myself why I do cry.
Apr 29, 2010
Addiction to a drug,
So intoxicated by his love
For a girl who's mature enough
To handle this drug.
The day is incomplete
Without seeing him one more time,
Without a dream in the night,
The day is incomplete.
Explosions everyday
Yesterday was the perfect voice,
Tomorrow will be the faultless grace,
New person everyday.
Drowning deeper an deeper,
Affection for him climbs steeper and steeper,
My soul's keeper, he's the keeper,
On his drug I'm a sleeper.
Addiction to this drug,
So intoxicated by his love
For the world of change
I'm addicted to his drug.
Apr 25, 2010
Warmth of the night,
Fingers of hard fire, smoldering,
Across my skin like a burning light,
Intensity such that I quiver with fright.
Real voices, warm, deep, sensual,
The feel of skin in my embrace so tight-
Movement is so rich, so visual,
Something as vivid to me seems unusual;
Illusions flit across like a dream
But they seem so real, sending sensation of sparks-
White beauty upon us both like cream,
Happiness and pleasure might have made me scream;
You truly are an incubus, the dead of dark,
Thoughts of you are like jolts of spark,
And though my eyes stay open for hours at night,
I see you, around me, holding me tight;
A deep inhale of your scent,
The shivered sensations of your voice
The swiftness of your fingers,
Your presence is by my choice.
Apr 10, 2010
1) Hopeless, Helpless
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 9:25 PM
I don't know when,
I don't know why
But my soul went away;
It dissolved with the colours of the wind
On a bright, sunny, happy day.
In crept doubt,
In crept distrust,
Until I couldn't handle it anymore;
I stared out the window to diguise
My eyes, sick and sore.
People come and people go;
Where there's a soul sister by your side,
She won't stay forever, you know.
Moments are fast, emotions are slow,
You can't trust people to always in you confide,
Laughter is sorrow, you know.
Hopeless, helpless,
You watch the world change like seasons,
The beauty of fall defies all reasons,
How can the world be so beautiful when there's sorrow?
Intimate moments
Evaporate like the dewdrops on windows,
Taking the secrets of your heart,
Leaving your home a silent widow.
Hopeless, helpless
Men walk by contented,
How can the world accept your heartbreak?
Pain like this
How can the world overlook it,
How can life go on?
It's just the way things are
Neither in reach nor afar
We were destined to cry...
We were destined to surface
With our hearts on fire
And spread our wings to try and touch the sky.
Mar 27, 2010
30) No Smiles for A While
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 8:31 PM
I'm defined solely by my wide smiles,
But I haven't been happy for miles and miles,
Driving down this road is tiring me,
Don't want to keep up the smiling scene.
I don't know if it's her who's not gonna be here
Tomorrow to hold my hand as I cry,
Or him who's gonna be wreathed in hurt
Asking himself "why, why, why"?
Or is it you? Who's simple words make me shy,
The melody I hear kissing your round lips,
The beauty you frame through letters
Gives a woman definite eyes and shapely hips.
Or is it just me? I've been staring at too many things at one time,
And the motion just pierces my eyes, I'm sick of seeing lies,
Visions burst, cloud my sight, thoughts cloud my mind,
I embrace relaxation, and though I deserve none, the bond I bind.
Too much in this world of mine,
I can't reply that I'm just fine,
There' is too much happening in too little time,
Confusion truly seems like a crime.
29) Something's Not the Same
0 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 6:04 PM
It seems like we've been walking on a line
Made of darkness and decline
And formed with shapes and ideas and speech
We were just too blind to see.
There's been a hand squeezing our hearts,
So all that bleeding happiness departs
And maybe it's something in the air, a disease-
A tormenting black plague never to cease
Can you tell by the way the light bends away
That there is darkness, there is something wrong,
Someone's not living their song.
Do you feel it as I do, the clouds emerging to rain today
Days stretch too far and too long
Our faces sit dull, masked and oblong.
Looking beside me I see a thousand tears,
And behind me, there's nothing but glazed eyes and flattened ears!
In the mirror, I can't help seeing the same,
The greetings of the season are here in God' name...
You and I, standing in a world that's plagued by
A kind grip that tells me things are going to change,
Days pass by, you and I, we stand by each other
Knowing that there's something,
Anything,
Just something,
Like a little word
Or a rogue emotion,
A star not in motion,
A blinding potion,
An impulsive notion,
Something's just not the same,
Something's just not the same.
Mar 21, 2010
28) Slashes on My Wrist
1 comments These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 6:44 AM
The searing pain I feel across my chest
Is all your fault;
Tears are beginning to glaze my eyes,
Black drops on the asphalt
And by the end of the night
I know I'm going to lose this fight
With my own will and my own ways
Because I've been thinking for days and days and days-
Is this really what I want, the pain?
Do I want to feel hurt all over again?
Isn't it better to end such reckless insanity?
When you told me, my eyes did rain
Tears of fear and hopeless on the terrain
Left me wondering, is this your charity?
I would never want you to go like this,
Sad and crying that you I'd terribly miss
But this darkness - it won't stop mobbing me.
I know there's a way to stop the ripping in my chest,
Sorrow can get to the best of the best
Blood is clouding all I could see.
Distract me from this emotional backlash;
Sharp blades I see; a hidden stash-
Just one swipe and it'll all be gone
(The pain, the hurt, the sorrow)
Words adorn the base of my wrist
Want infiltrates my mind like mist
Not caring what you think, I reach and slash-
And when it's over I won't feel again,
Your presence keeps me sane
Now that you're going to go away
I won't be here to play.
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