23/09/01 In the quiet of the night, bodies intertwine, Passions aflame, desires so divine, A dance of skin on skin, a primal art, Two souls entwined, igniting every part. Whispers of longing, a symphony of moans, In the realm of pleasure, we've carved our own, Exploring hidden realms with hands and lips, Lost in each other on this erotic trip. A fervent rhythm, hearts pound in sync, In the realm of ecstasy, inhibitions shrink, A primal connection, emotions set free, Love's fiery embrace, a sweet symphony. Beneath tangled sheets, the climax draws near, A crescendo of pleasure, no need to fear, Two bodies unite, finding solace and release, In the sanctuary of love, our desires find peace.
Poem Gallery
Death’s Hallucinations
24/10/01 There's whispers of departure fleeting sighs, Humans linger on the cusp of dissolution, Fractured realms crumble into fragmented echoes, Shadows dance, a macabre waltz in twilight's beckoning grasp. Visions cascade, cascading torrents of recollection, A kaleidoscope of fragmented realities and yearning, Each shard a haunting, vivid mosaic, Pointing the tapestry of existence in spectral hues. Moments before the final curtain descends, The mind's theatre unfurls, a silent cinema, Staging a play of forgotten memoirs, A procession of untrodden paths and unresolved whispers. Between gasps and fading pulses, The veil thins, as mortality surrenders to uncertainty, A dance with phantoms in the theater of the mind, Darkness and light entwined in a haunting embrace.
Decisions
What's your decision, answer me clear, In this labyrinth where choices veer? Shall you unfurl the past, its feelings stark, Or guard your soul, your resilience, spark? Like gentle winds that sway the trees, Your heart decides what path to seize. To let emotions stir and rise anew, Or bid them farewell, bid them adieu. Feelings, like waves upon the share, Knock, seeking entrance, seeking more. Yet within you lies the sturdy gate, To open wide or to patiently await. The choice, a delicate, dance, serene, To welcome back what once has been, Or stand firm, letting them dissipate, creating space for tranquil state. In this interlude, this tender sway, Your heart decides the role to play. freely allowing or resiliently serene, Paths diverge, a choice unseen.
Victim of Wasted Time
23/11/05
Why can't you act right and not waste my time? I've given you chances, but you're crossing the line. My patience wears thin, as the hours slip away, I'm the victim of wasted time, it's my price to pay. Each minute you take, it's piece of my soul, I yearn for your presence, but you're out of control. My days are slipping, and I'm left in the dark, The victim of wasted time, with heavy heart. I wait and I hope, for a change in your way's, But you're a relentless thief, stealing my days. In this cycle of longing, I'm caught in the bind, The victim of wasted time, with a troubled mind.
Sensual Mirage – “Ephemeral Canvas”
On skin as soft as twilights hue, Our desires wave a canvas new, Fluid lines of longing and grace Traces of fire in each embrace In each caress, a masterpiece formed, desires painted, entwined and adorned Ephemral beauty in the night's embrace, A symphony of passion, leaving no trace. An intimate art, our bodies create, In moments of passion, we transcend fate, A canvas of dreams, where love resonates, Ephemeral masterpiece, a tale to relate. A sensual mirage, a dance of delight, Fluid emotions in the pale, moonlight, Ephemeral masterpiece, a lover's birthright, A masterpiece formed in the heart's quiet night.
The Tightrope Walker
23/08/08 In the life's grand circus, I take the stage, Balancing thoughts in every age. On the tightrope of existence, I tread with care, Balancing my mind, suspended in air. With each step, I find my grace, Balancing worries in life's endless space, A tightrope walker in the carnival of thought, In balance, my inner peace is sought. Though winds may howl and storms may brew, I balance my mind with a steady view. On the wire of sanity, I remain, With each step forward, I conquer the pain. With poise and focus, I continue to roam, Balancing thoughts, finding my home. The tightrope walker in life's grand design, In balance, my soul will forever shine.
Zen Garden of Thoughts
23/08/24
In the garden of my mind, I tend, Thoughts like flowers, they bloom and blend. Each petal a thought, delicate and pure, In the Zen garden of my mind, they endure. With a rake of mindfulness, I gently sway, Creating patterns in thoughts that play. In the tranquil pond oof serenity's song Reflections of balance, where I belong. Rocks of worry, I carefully place, Balancing thoughts with mindful grace. In the sand of my mind, I find my way, Creating harmony, come what may. In the Zen garden of thoughts that bloom, Balance and peace, dispelling the gloom. Each moment's a stroke in nature's art. In the garden of my mind, I find my heart.
Victim of confusion
23/10/28
I can't even begin to understand The whirlwind of thoughts in my mind Lost in a maze of my own creation, A victim of confusion, undefined. Tangled in a web of uncertainty, Emotions run wild, a chaotic blend. Struggling to find a glimmer of clarity, In this storm, I can't comprehend. Each step I take, a stumble in the dark, I reach out, but grasp thin air. In this realm of endless questions I'm trapped, in a world unfair. I search for answers, for some relief, But this confusion's hold is strong. For now, I remain a victim, In this labyrinth where I belong.
Victim of Catfishing
23/10/20
"This is not what u looked like online." Your image so different from what I find, In the dim glow of my screen's soft light, I thought I knew you, but it wasn't right. Your words, a sweet symphony of deceit, I fell for the rap, the virtual feat, My heart, now a tangled web of pain, Catfishing's cruel, a relentless game. Behind this facade, who are you, I ask, A stranger's mask, a gripping, haunting task, I'm left with questions, doubts, and fear, A victim of catfishing, shed no tear. The pain is real, the betrayal deep, In the realm of shadows, secrets keep, This virtual world, where trust is blind, I'm a victim of catfishing, lost in time.
Victim of DA-Gaslighting
23/10/16
Why are you trying to make me seem crazy, With every word and gesture, sly and hazy? You twist the truth and distort the facts, In this gaslit world, I struggle to relax. You undermine my thoughts, my feelings, my worth, A victim of your gaslighting since my birth. But I won't let your deceit define my fate, I'll reclaim my truth and break free from this state. I'll hold on to my sanity, thought you try to steal, In this poem, my strength and resolve, I'll reveal. No longer your pawn, I'll break these chains, In the face of your lies, my spirit remains. Through the webs of deceit, I tread the road, In the shadows of Manipulation, my truth untold. With every lie, a story unfolds, In this gaslit world, my spirit, they'd behold.