Masked

Beneath the strong exterior
Lies a vulnerable interior
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Beneath the steady heart
Lies a weak pulse
Come closer, pull the mask of a stern face
And you shall find a tearful child
Waiting to be hugged and made yours
Tugging away, only as she reminds herself
The world is a battle field
Not for the weak
She shields herself yet again
Masked soul and stealth shoulders
Marching ahead without flinching an eyelid
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Love Is..

love isLove is a terrific moment,
Between two souls
Who dream the horizon together,
Yet don’t see alike.
Who live the essence together,
Yet don’t think alike.

Love is a roller coaster ride
The rush and the taste that lingers,
Take it slow and it wilts,
Take it fast and it’s gone.

Love is misery
If it can’t reach the fear inside,
And lighten up the heart.
If it can’t comfort one another,
And strengthen the tie.

Fallen

That morning I stared at your profile
For as long as it appeared infinity
Seen you several times before
Bit my lower lip
Wondering how your eyes would look back at me

Mustering up my courage
I knocked on your window
Forgetting all about it
Till I saw your note

Love lost
Skipped a heart beat
And said to myself
Now or never
It began with apprehensions
Tight as a knot in my gut
I asked for time
You said I have to speed up
Silent I was
When you flared that moment
Thinking is this what I want

A few minutes to myself
Felt like a decade
Closed my eyes and grit my teeth
Something about you
Had already stirred my soul

I’d never find that out
Had I stepped back
As I now look at it
’twas the best kick from my gut

When I lay my eyes on you
That very moment I knew
You are already mine
To be cherished for
As long as I breathe,
Lie in a coffin
Reduce to ashes and settle as dust

Fallen I am for you
Like I never before did
I nod in harmony
To the musical notes you leave behind
For every word you say,
I answer “I do”

Love Chemicals

Did I invite something

I thought
As I stepped in your car
Uncertainty looming around
Like the nimbus cloud

Nervous I glanced at you
Gulping hard, remembering how you’d defined the date

The first hug, and I leapt
The back of your knuckle traversing down my wrist
The intertwining of our fingers
Sparking a bolt of electricity through me
It felt being home
As your arm went round my waist
And you pulled me closer
To where I could hear you breathe

chemicals
My heart raced
As you placed your hand over mine
The ease with which you held it steadfast
The wheel and the move
I grimaced and closed my eyes
We kissed
And it felt home yet again

You gazed into my eyes and I let you in
Baring a piece of my soul
For you to touch
Before I knew, I was flushing hot
And you mirrored it

That moment when I desired you
More than the obvious
Strengthened in thought
When it felt home again
As we crossed those ogling eyes

That night sleep evaded
However hard I tried
My subconscious obediently outlining a silhouette
Love chemicals striking me
Left, right and center
I loved the smell of you on me
The way it felt when your skin touched mine
The tenderness in your eyes
Said to myself,
I would do everything I have in me, to keep you

My waking to my last thought before I sleep
Is all about you and me
I still smell you
When I close my eyes and focus
So many conversations among us,
And the desire to become one

Frightened whether it’s lust that arouses me
Or it’s stronger than the passing storm

I see light when I see you
And it feels like home again
When you hold me close to your chest
Kiss me passionately
And look at me with those tender eyes

Meekly I agree within
There is an ache
That refuses to go
Which can’t tell what lays ahead

Glad that the heart took a lead
Secured the one third
Forming a pact with the brain
To do all it can to keep you

When I Stopped Writing…

When I Stopped WritingThe things that I missed the most
Was not the occasional spotlight
That gave me rave praise
Neither the acceptance
From the like minded
Or a thought from the one
Who had a contradiction to make
It wasn’t a race either
To become ‘The Personality’
Who had eloquent words
To her beck and call

What I missed..
Was

Power of thoughts
That possessed my being

Essence
That drove my instincts

Strength
That moulded my will

Self
The core of my identity