Rasasvaada

"Cinnamon Affair" You would have never left me, if only you knew what your touch did to me. Passion never seemed this intense before the time I met you. Even the heaven was less enticing & alluring for me than the untouched parts of you. Smacking your lips to taunt me you provoked the immovable and yet so volatile & insatiable hunger in me. Nuzzling through my hair, you kissed the side of my neck. Feeling your soft breaths on my nape, I found poetry in the rise and fall of your exquisite mounds of your chest while you moaned my name. Your perfumed hair evolving from the mist of your divine existence, rendered me breathless & enchanted with the hymn of your sinful self. Those sumptuous revealing stares of yours incited my eyes to tear your lingerie off with more intensity than my hands ever could. Wrapped in those white sheets, from those Friday evenings to the Sunday mornings, you made me dress and undress all at once. Taking you by

"Scarlet" We were doomed since the very first day our eyes met... En-crumbling chills ran down my spine when she raced out of my mortal heart. The wet and shabby floor of this devastated ruins of my so-called "love", spilled out every dirty intricate detail. I remember everything between us which didn't even happen. I remember you as awfully pretty even when you were not mine. I remember the exalted taste of your careless elegance. I remember your fervent dedication to keep people happy. I remember you as the blended fragrance of our unrequited love. This realization dropped like a bomb on me, that we were never meant to be together. Like those two annihilating parts of the universe, which always brings in the chaos & despair. Cultivating this pain, nurturing it, watering it. I reaped the harvest, watered by my tears of pain. I write to get you out of my whole existence. I write to forget the aroma of your body when it used to move aga

"The Muse" You, my love, are a beautiful string of emotional train wrecks! Pursuing the gorgeous yet haunting expanses of your unexplored territories. I harbored this unbearable pain in my rib cage. Undressing you of all your insecurities & miseries, I made you bloom like a sunflower. Your eyes spoke to mine out loud, we were fluent in the language of love. The unbelievable grace of your tenderness stirred the most romantic endeavor inside me. Sedating the storm of your madness while I gasped so loud, like all the air have been drawn out of my lungs. I claimed to this mortal world, that you were solely mine. My eyes revealed all with just one smile of yours, it froze everything around me but made me feel its warmth. Immersing into the magenta color of your sore love, I sold the pieces of my soul just to have you in return. Your words linger around me. You calling my name, made me feel like I am so much more than just a name. Looking at you sleep

"Passion Fruit" You were like a poetry, my hands wanted to read. To embrace the warmth of your veins pounding blood, I moved the heaven & the earth to be with you. Those bare impure & imperfect thoughts mind scarring me because no one does it like the way you do. With these intensifying & unforgiving desire of ours. Your breath on my collarbone was like a distant force pulling my body in & soul out. My hands in your hair, my breath on your neck... That's how bliss felt like! Undressing your mind with the intimacy of a naked emotion. I burnt my tongue lacing your earlobes. Your moans fueled our passion even further & the luminosity was just incandescent for the mortal beings. With that lingering tease, your aroused eyes spoke to mine. Looking at me with that thirst, your scarlet lips seemed ever more voluptuous. Those rhythmic movements of ours made music also blush for a fraction. As you moaned, scratching my back with that gush

"Essence" She asked, "Why do you always smile?" to which I said, "How can anyone look at you and not smile." I returned home every evening to feel her warmth in the cold nights, like all thousands of birds did. As she was like the gravitational pull eclipsing moon, making me come back for more every time. Breathing her insecurities, I woke up most nights. Keeping her pious love hostage in my ribs, so I did not have to live without it, ever. Crawling under her skin to know every inch, I tasted the sap of her sorcerous beauty which invoked a new life in me, a new fire. I discovered poetry in the darkness of her hair, while she danced in her own element in the monsoon. Blessed was her heart with divinity & with the nerve wrecking desire of mine, I took hold of her & said, "I would take zillion times more to wait for you." Scribbling my name on her naked back, a string of questions dawned on me: Whether in that i

"Prelude" Timeless as moon she was to me. Possessing the equanimity of the pristine Himalayan river, Her smile seemed like something out of our realm. Such was her innate beauty. That dazzling aura of her's blinded me in the very moment, Drenching me with overwhelming emotions. With my trembling hands & whimpering voice, I said, "You were born of a rainbow & I wish you could see yourself the way I see you." Pouring myself into you with this magnificent disarray, My heart bled love. Her unstoppable ridiculously majestic self, Took the complete hold of me. Awe I was in while watching her take the bun stick of her hair, Causing shadows of grey clouds over my meadow. Tucking those few strands behind her ear she smiled at me... And every time she looked at me like that, I felt as new all over again. These silent midnight whispers unraveled our untold sacred secret. I became you & you became me, that's how it was meant to be...

"Cold" The cold nights of winters bring me the gift of endless pain of the memoirs we shared. Every year I survive these winters... I waited at the threshold longing...yearning for your return but you never made your way back to "our" home. In my soul, I knew I contributed to the death of your love but I never knew how I suffocated you. I just cared too much. All I ever wanted was someone who could fill my heart & I always hoped I let her in, but these winds bring me back to the shackles of your treacherous self again & again. I told myself, "If this is heaven, I will still prefer your hell rather more." Though I believed, I will heal eventually... But for me, love has always been an omen. As my heart always bloomed into gold in your presence, turning my imperfections into some divine being, while you wore my poetry as your most profound possession. You became one yourself, the sheer beauty in motion, my poem. With this ma

"The Commune" They say, "Loving takes its course." but my heart, my heart was a rebel. It whispered, "To get the taste of your unexplored soul, I will come from 7 kingdoms through heaven & hell." This desperation is a beautiful thing which bleeds your heart out & from the distant mist of time I have seen right through you. My handmade love is your only antidote & your soul feeds on it. The push & pull of us exemplified the magnetism of our bond unique, difficult but unbroken. My wants to devour you with my infinite wisdom compelled me to do sins on your naked self & the motion of your body defined our sultry, beautiful & sleepless nights we shared together. Your roguish grin resembled the devilish presence of Gods in beauty. Your inhibited wilderness was not meant for the feign of heart. For your endeavors needed a mortal like me to fuel your prowess. Haunted by the idea of your presence in, out & a