As the icy chill nibbled my skin,
My mind sank in silent frenzy;
Smiles i did exchange, as distant as they were;
Dreams i did cherish, mysteriously evasive.
The prankster in me was estranged,
When spooky eyes pruned me with indifference;
Ssshhh...i hushed the naughty girl,
And i led her into the secrecy of fantasies.
Alienated, i dug into my space;
A roving eye, a yearning breath.

It was hard, but harboured the supple;
It was dead, yet absorbed my rumble;
It was silent, but the silence echoed
The silence of my words unuttered.

When i cuddled into my space,
No attempt did it make, to cave in.
When i let my mind wander,
Never did it demand an explanation.

Love showers

The silence that speaks my mind,
The glittery depth in my eyes,
The pounding breath, thats my life,
I owe them all to you, my love;
For when i hit the bottom hard,
The throb had me spellbound,
By the showers of gifts, pricky and true,
Your love so distant, had to offer.
And when u pity my loss in love,
I ask of u to probe into my eyes;
And u will see, all that i've gained
As i rose higher, in pain and passion.

Yellow and bitten, are you
Glazing in the blue black sky.
With whom did u part yourself,
That has left u incomplete?

Ah! U know the ease of surrender,
For u deliquesce in the vastness.
U know the fear of assault,
For u too are smothered with feminity!

When none is to be blamed,
Who is the sinner defamed?
When pain escapes profane,
I wonder where the sin is immured!

Or is it that pain can deny sin,
As and when He may desire;
Fructified in the purity,that
Finds its way into the distressed?

Hail storm...

Impudence certified,
Innocence struck out,
A creeping soul,
Stretches her limbs.

Shadowed by herself,
Caressed by nature's embrace,
She zoomed in tune,
Along the trail of the moon.

Refuge

Highs segued into creeps,
As a sickly sniff stifles;
Writhe long forgotten,
In the ice clad facade.

Pry into the mortal,
Ranting voices shrill;
Squabbling egos and unholy tears,
Cloud my senses morose.

Luscious red seems the future,
Shattered into blanks beyond suture;
When a frail touch seeks to explore,
The beauty feigned, tends to elude.

A pink prick blooms my aura,
Switching colours in fleet;
Blues flaunt their depth,
Often shrinking my reach.

Hail Oh supreme!
For the good old soul,
Is buried beneath evil:
Layers of trials in fume.

U lend the blazing power
To demolish the vices erect,
Lest i get irrevocably subdued,
Traumatized, in guilt;
For i am feeble,
And the shroud tantalizing.

Taciturn...

My hands go numb,
To savour the heat within.
Every bleeding beat,
Sucks the salty tear.
Awe, i know not,
Whine, i voice not,
Move, i make not,
For the pain, i endure.
Veiled, a past so dead,
Stinks in its grave;
Conjuring up voids,
I fill in vain.
Heal my psyche,
By light, of its own;
Feeding my senses,
The oil that burns.
Screams silenced,
Jerks unnerved,
Life returned,
In the puree undrained.