poetess

    Gender: Female
    Location: India
    Relationship: Single
    Orientation: Straight
    Children: Maybe Someday
    Body Type: Athletic
    Height: 5'10"
    Religion: Hindu
    Ethnicity: Asian
    About Me: I am a sensitive happy go lucky person, who likes to read and write poetry.
    Music: I love wide range of modern music.
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    Books: I love reading books.

    MOON BEAMS

    Friday, May 26, 2006, 09:32 PM [Poems]

    MOON BEAMS

     

     

    I AM LYING IN STUPOR

    GAZING AT THE CEILING

     

    TRIGGERED BY THE MESSAGE

    FIVE DAYS TO DAY

    PAPERS PILING ON THE DOOR

    MAILBOX OVERFLOWING

    UNANSWERED PHONES, MESSAGES

     

    I LIE UNDEFINED

    IN STATE,

    NO FOOD, NO LIQUOR

    SOME WATER, SOME JUICE

    FUZZY  MIND, FREEZING REASON

     

    FALLING DOWN, FALLING DOWN

    THE MOUNTAIN, SLIDING INTO THE VALLEY

    LOSING ALL CONTROL

    FRICTIONED SKIN ON FIRE

    IN A WORLD BETWEEN DREAMS

    AND REALITY

     

    FLOWERS WHITE FLOWERS

    FOG OF MUSK

    FEELING LIKE A FEATHER

    FLOATING IN A LAKE

    ON LOTUS LEAVES

     

    MEMORIES STORED IN CARDS

    STAND LIKE TOMBSTONES

    ON THE WINDOW SILL

    TREASURED DESIRES

    VANISH ON  WISPS OF AIR

     

    MOON BEAMS PLAYING ON EYE LIDS

    SHAKE  ME UP

    I SEE A HALF MOON IN THE WINDOW

    WOLF SHADOWS STIR ON THE HORIZON

    I CAN HEAR THE WOLF RISING

    TIME TO ACT, LEAVE NETHER WORLD

    MUST MOVE ON,

    ‘GOOD BYE,’

     WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER THOUGH!!

     

    NO MORE VACILLAIONS

    THE WOLF IS GALLOPING NOW

    MUST CLEAR THE WINDOW SILL!

    MUST REPLY THE MESSAGE

    FIVE DAYS OLD

      ‘YES’ ‘YES’ ‘YES’

      ‘I LOVE YOU TOO!’ COME

      SPEND THE FULL MOON

      IN MY ARMS!

    (TILL THE NEXT MESSAGE ARRIVES)

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    KNIGHT WITHOUT ARMOUR

    Friday, May 26, 2006, 09:30 PM [Poems]

    KNIGHT WITHOUT ARMOUR

    Lying comatose

    in twilight of consciousness

    moon light filtering through

    half parted curtains

    cool breeze whisking away

    slivers of sweat

     

    From nowhere

    a dark form looms above

    in a flash the raised spear

    strikes deep

    searing hot steel finding

    its undefended mark

    thrust after thrust

    after thrust

     

    Writhing limbs

    entangled in quest

    for victory

    immortal thirst to conquer

    unrelenting unequal combat

    as always Déjà vu of ecastasy,

     

    Lo behold!

    soaked in glistening sweat

    the Knight felled by his own spear!

    Spewing white blood!

    so defenseless so

    vulnerable.

    My Knight without armour.

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