poetry – Page 67 – Poétique

Femme

I see a woman who
Cannot take the undoing
And so she abandons
Her heavenly post
Still yet

There is a paradox
That is you
Both impulsive
And systematic
But most of all
Cheerful

And loving

I see a woman
That is dangerously
Caring in the most beautiful way

And yet

Like an orchestra
She plays
The brightest heartbeat
Of a powerful
Instrument
Herself

Her sleep
Is like an angel
Her open eyes hold
The light of the Multiverse

Her
Vulnerable waves
Like the ocean
Like her hair
Embrace you in a way
That nothing else would ever dare

Is she a spirit guide
A flight attendant
To the astral world?

Her laughter is infectious
There is an electricity rediscovered
In myself when she
Visits

Her pier has no code
She comes and she goes

Her home is unknown

She is
A conductor of hope
Composer to confidence
That reassures me to
Ascend

Direct my
Body and
Connect me
You are welcome
To my dreams

You are a woman
That has seen more than I’ve seen
You are a woman
That knows more than I know

Dressed in white
Extraordinarily
Her sound

Dhvani kee tarang

Remarkable
Profound

I hear her voice
Echoing behind me
Like a familiar
Memory

One More Day

I don’t feel rushed to say hello
I don’t feel rushed to say goodbye
I don’t feel rushed in any way
I really want to take my time

One more hug
One more kiss
One more chance
To grant this wish

Fulfill this moment with your sweet
Fragrant delicious existence
Climb my mountain
Raid my caves
Explore mysterious terrain
The artifacts inside my head
Will open up to your refuge
I’ll serve you tea
I’ll make you food
Calm your demons
Soothe your mood

Emerging in your eden
Gardening your tender soil
Wipe your tears
Hold your heart
Excavate your every part

To be your clouds
To fill your sky
Offer a safe haven at night
Rest in my arms
Knowing I’m there
When you awake
From your slumber

Breakfast in bed
I’ll kiss your head
Massage your fears and cares away
Don’t hurry off
Why don’t you stay
Another hour
One more day

Strength

Giving up is not an option
When you want the things you want
But if the pieces just won’t fit
You will prevent what’s meant to come

Holding on as tight as possible
May show your strength indeed
But letting go may be the kind of
Strength you actually need

A Toast

The happy martyr climbs through
Vines of emotional turmoil
Overjoyed by humble grace
Awakening the ability
To remind myself

I’m not perfect

Releasing the pressure that builds
Keeping up with everything that
Requires me to be incapable of
Making mistakes
Dissipates

And now a toast to all the
Accidents that happen so that we can

Reevaluate who we are and
What our true meaning
Longs to be received as

I am the happy martyr that will not
Hold what I don’t know against myself
I learn from you and you learn
From me

Eternity is the gown
We wear together

This Dance

Why do I only want
To dance with you?

I dance for you
As if morning will never come
I dance for you
As if you are the only one

My feet move toward you
In a way that my body
Can’t say no
Like a servant to your essence
The conga of your heart
Is beating in my soul
My excitement
Can’t resist
What is this?

The drums are like earthquakes
Between us
The rhumba and rhythm
Completes us
Your smile rocks the floor
Of my reason
Your scent is a sexual
Teasing

The ballroom is calling
A concert of falling
Stars all reflect in your hair
And your eyes have a
Sensual stare
This brings lust to
My nose from my head
To my toes
I am yours to request
And to kiss
What is this?

A breakdance romance
A dance hall of fate
A Bollywood state
A kismet flamenco
Aphrodisiac tango
A disco of bliss
A sensual itch
I can’t figure it out
What is this?

I dance because dancing relieves
All the feelings
I’ve conjured about you
In this dance hall of thirst
You’re my weakness
My curse
A retreat for my pulse
A passionate
Handsome distraction

Dancing sets free
Sizzling heat
Within me
Soothes my appetite for
Always wanting you more
These erotic emotions
Enflamed
Deep inside
What cannot be
Contained

You’re exquisite

Missing

The grass is growing
Differently today
The air is rather still in a
Motionless array
The birds are very quiet in the sky
There’s not a lot of traffic
Driving by

The sun is pink and blue
Like a captain on a ship
The bowsprit of a unicorn
On a magic carpet trip
Flying by with wings

Is this reality
Or just another dream?

A swift illusion of the mind
Dancing through the winds of time
There is only one conclusion
My thoughts can seem to find

I must be thinking
Of you again
I must be missing you
My friend

I watch the clock

Fantasy in real-time
When I think of you
Memories of us
Flowers dancing in a group

Hand sewn tapestries we made
Fanning in the breeze
Promises to hold on
To each other endlessly

Deeper than just feeling
Friendship knit with grace
A cosmic love that’s so divine
The stars in outer space
Are bowing down

When we embrace

I miss your laugh
I miss your smile
I miss your face
And all the while

I must be thinking
Of you again
I must be missing you
My friend

Desi Love

A humble prince
A gorgeous spirit
A sovereign raajakumaar man
With open arms
A loving smile
Soft spoken words
A soul to play
Like a guitar

Where will one hand
Find the other
Upon which beach
Will our feet walk
Is there a place
Within the universe
For us to share
One heart?

I have a dream
In which you come
Into the garden
Where I write
I have a wish
In which you grant
When you will visit me
One night

I tell the moon about
My dreams
And the moon then
Tells the sun
Look in the rays of light
The tears of Surya
Raining down
With love

Although I am here
And you are living
Where you are
I know our ishq
I know our prem
Still shines between us
In the stars

Little Mahree

My little Mahree
She has everything she needs
My little Mahree
She likes to bully me
My little Mahree
It seems as if to me
I think I’ve spoiled thee
I’ve given too much
Without actually being received
Oh my little Mahree
Who has more than anyone needs

My little Mahree
Eats all the cake that she can find
My little Mahree
Often pretends that she is blind
Collecting all her friends
Throwing comments to the wind
My little Mahree
Will speak her mind all of the time

My little Mahree
Wears a face that’s hard to read
My little Mahree
She may be smiling but you see
My little Mahree
May just be planning to be mean
My little Mahree
Will use up everything in sight
My little Mahree
Will help me out then take my light

My little Mahree
She can be sweet on a good day
My little Mahree
She has a very specific way
My little Mahree
She has a plan but it’s most likely
For her hands
My little Mahree
Does not hold back
She makes demands

I love you my Mahree
I must be careful though with thee
My little Mahree
You know exactly what I mean
She may say one thing do another
She’s not quite like any other
My little Mahree
How does one understand your grief?

My little Mahree
Will give you all a kiss
But my little Mahree
Can most certainly dismiss
All of your feelings
If you do not suit her needs
My little Mahree is very special
So you see

My little Mahree
She loves me only when she wants
My little Mahree
Does anything even confronts
My little Mahree
Follows all her hearts desires
My little Mahree
Likes to start her tiny fires

My little Mahree must be free
To roam the town and swim the sea
My little Mahree
When will she ever settle down

My little Mahree plays best
If we are doing what she says
My little Mahree
Has yet to show us all the rest

Wandering

Through the avenues of your heart
Back alley ways of love
I look around to see
If anyone’s coming

Is that you?

I can hear my voice echo when
I call out your name
Down the boulevard
Maybe you’re asleep
Somewhere in between
The street lamps

Walking over the bridge
Of your nose
Wandering
In the hope to leave a trace
Some small particle of me
So that you know

I’m looking for you
So you can follow my scent
A footprint
To find your way
Into the comfortable safe
Space that I’ve made for you

In the home of my heart
There’s a place where you can lay
Curl up into the light
And the warmth behind my eyes
That only shines the way
It does when it’s looking back
At you

I hold a flame in my hand
Down a cobble stone path
Made of rock and clay
A thousand years old
Emotionally paved with
Tears of joy
Days and days
So many thoughts and dreams
We’ve painted

I’ll punch the devil
If he gets in our way

Want

I want to kiss your lips
But I don’t even know you

I want to kiss your neck
But I don’t even know you

I want to hold you by your hips
But I don’t even know you

I can taste your sweetness
But I don’t even know you

I need to come to grips
I don’t even know you

I want to feel your chest
But I don’t even know you

This is craziness
I don’t even know you

You could figure out the rest
But I don’t even know you