Yearning

you graze my neck with your stubble
your green eyes burn me with passion
bashfully l look away
cheekily you kiss my nose
l open my eyes with surprise
l know you want more
you rub your lips against my chin
a moan escapes from my mouth
quickly you catch it with your tongue
coyly l turn away
so you push me
angrily just to turn and smell my hair
to run kisses down the nape of my neck
soon i begin to shiver to yearn for more

Verse by Ravprinderya
Image by Beetle

Making love

l feel you, oh to explain

words have no presence

l want you only you,

is that such a sin -

- fidelity?

my lips feel yours

l feel your body grow

on me in me moving

to and fro

lividly.

my flesh livens up

when you are near

my loins moisten

to engulf you

feverishly.

you contain me

so quick and strong

like a man his woman

rapturously.

Verse: ravprinderya Image: torvik.photosight.ru

Not to lose

Verse by Ravprinderya

don't see a future....for me...
wish i was dead...
i am dead without.him.
just breathing in n out is not having a life...
am cursed....that's how it is....
i hope this feeling passes...
it has to somehow...
i can't let the cycle repeat...

A life of beauty...1

A life of beauty
borne smoothly
with grace
and sensuality
gathers lustre
to shine
and then
inevitably life
begins to
wear it down,
with all gaze,
admiration,
glory
and deification.
I have carried that burden
for too long
and now want to
rest.

Yet again

(Last night I wrote this poem on this work by Kalugin, though on this blog it has already been featured. But I couldn't help it. It's one of my favourites for its languorous tone.)

I am ready to give all of me
I have given up all that was not me -
the dead weight of what is expected of me
from centuries and generations.
I hear only the yearning that
pulsates under the soft flesh
I feel only the spirit that
throbs in my veins
I immerse in the warmth
of the fire that burns in
my whole being.
I wait to merge in the
truth of beauty
and lose myself in
that
oneness.

Life is not to lay waste..

When fullness is surrounded
by so much
emptiness
that carries
the signs of glory
and the scars of the gory past,
I know my fate:
Life is not to lay waste
But to offer fullness to whoever
Can fill the emptiness.

source: fotowalo.photodom.com
image: Walo Thoenen

verse: Colin Lascale

After you are gone...

It's getting dark out there;
a few minutes back
there was bright light.
It's cold and lonely,
Dark and deserted.
it wasn't like that before.
With you was my whole world.
Things change, they say,
for the better.
Well, it has been one blow after another.
Storms raged, trees fell
poles uprooted and lines snapped.
Walls crumble, houses collapse.
I am looking for you -
A groan here, a glimpse there….
get up we will
together or by ourselves
and start all over again.
That's what
I am certain of -
you will be there even after you are gone.

Haunting

Image by Photon
Verse by Ravprinderya

the ghosts of our past keep haunting me

I wonder if they haunt you as they do me

you seek me everywhere exactly like l wish

all of a sudden you corner me to kiss me

grab from behind and cover every tiny grain

i feel your warmth and smell your fragrance

engulfed by its grip and heady concoction

you take me as always hard and deep

l can hardly breathe forget to think even

what you have in control is a mysterious me

of whom I have no inclination or identity

all you have given me is unwanted cruelty

then why must you steal my tenderness

ls it to mask your innate need of me?

Craving

Image by Vladimir Arkhipov
Verse by Ravprinderya

Craving

so many times l scream please let me go

but you never do all you do is vanish still

always then to appear when l am all alone

to pull out what is mine and maybe yours

at times you seek me at places never seen

you sense me and find me like a predator

l feel spellbound,powerless and possessed

you feed your hunger as if a monstrosity

l relent mutely when do l have any say

you plunder and wound me in your quest

seldom do l get to respond to your jest

how long will it remain so is what l plead

To open up totally

To open up totally

is to give up all me and mine

my body of baggage,

my peaks of joy and

my valleys of secret;

to open up totally

is to wait for the clouds to clothe you

flowers to fill you with fragrance

the light to lift you

and the stars to steal you.

Verse: Aliashesh

Prosperity

Do not count my wealth in dollars, gems and jewels
What I received from the sun, the sands, the sea
and the hills, the hurricanes, the heat and the dust;
I took it to the heart of hearts
and everything - the hurts, the aches, the warmth, the hugs-
melted and gathered in the clear morning dew.
Do not count my wealth, for it is yours to share.

Verse by Aliashesh

Image by Anatoliy Kalugin

Emma

I haven't seen you,

but I have seen into you.

I haven't met you,

but I have met with you.

You are the essence

the soul

the pinnacle

of womanhood -

strong and vulnerable,

beauty and flesh,

compassion and generosity

of every turn and twist of

your lovely body

and

the never-ending torture of

your limitless passion.

The only way

to live is

away from you

and

yet never far -

in words, lines

sketches and images.

I saw you...

Image - Emmanuelle Beart in "La Belle Noiseuse"

Verse by Colin Lascale

I saw you

and saw in you

the spark missing from my life.

I touched you

and you turned and turned to show your entire universe

of love, pain, hurt and hope.

I asked you

and you gave and gave profusely

of your creativity and confusion.

I joined

and joined my imagination

to your expression

and love took wings

to skies untouched

to lands unknown

to spirits unseen

into a bliss of its own.

..for the Bell to toll...

Image by Iksodas, Model - Lela Rae

As I wait for the bell to toll

I reminisce all through my life

I dance to and fro

as never ever before

I sit at the pedestal of Death

no matter how hard I pray

it will happen, come what may

I had spoken never in jest

-take my life if that's best

ultimately that did happen

you asked for my life in a way

tough to balance myself in two boats

standing still on dancing moats

one means life the other death

but why for me its the last breath
Verse by Ravprinderya

Fate it is...

Verse by Syn Onym

Fate it is that I am

alone

where there is place

for two.

And I long for you to be here

next to me,

to snuggle up

close to you

to close you inside

and then I won't be

but one with you,
beating to the same

rhythm of life.

Still I am and you are

where you are

Now I am one

with you inside my being.

And fate it is

that we are alone

in our worlds.

Who is she?

Verse by Ravprinderya

While sitting near the puddle of tears

I peer in and see

a beauty staring back at me

Who is she? Do I know her?

a dimpled cheek with cupid lips

candidly she winks at me!

I look around in amazement

Do I really know her within or without?

No doubt I have seen her somewhere

prancing over trees and soaking in the stream

her nubile laughter rings in my ears

Miserably I try moving away

so she twinkles her waif eyes

and shyly waves at me

she is but a distant memory

unknowingly she visits me

quite like a tresspassing malady!

Lost..

Image: Inese Kalva

Verse: Ravprinderya

I walk down the same path time and time again

the lone pebbled path as if i am lost

i dont want to walk down but do it all the same

my person keeps changing - a daughter, a mother, a sister,a friend but never a lover

no one seeks me that way

i walk fast most times

and trip many too

the grazing and bruises soon heal

i brush the dust and leaves off my hair

how come i get lost everytime

i wonder and giggle

how silly of me!!i know it well like the back of my hand

but i dont know whats on the inside the lines on my palm

those lines i would like to tread

but the moment i reach them they fade away and i m lost again

Delete, he says

Image by Haim Zaslavsky (photosight.ru)

he says delete me from your memories

i say how to do that because they hurt

he says it is very simple just press the button

i say how to do that it is tough to find it

he says search find and delete

i say please help me to do it

he says ofcourse i will help you

i say it is so basic and simple

he says yes it will be for you too

i say if it is why are you asking me ?

he says nothing but wants me to proceed

i say ofcourse anything for you

he says do it fast and clean

i say i cannot do it i am not made that way

i guess he has not more to say!!
Verse by Ravprinderya

Pain

image by Green.photosight.ru

pain is all that i have

pain is all that i keep

pain is all within me

nothing but pain

is all i feel

it will numb me

slowly and painlessly

once it engulfs

it will overpower

my senses and sensibility

i keep whirling about in this

maze called life

i am but mummified

more or less sodomized

i know i dont deserve it

yet i get it

all i do is relish and bask in it

maybe when i enjoy it

it will go away

the moment i do live my life

my pain stops me from living

verse by ravprinderya

It's the flesh

Verse

by

Syn Onym (syn.onym@gmail.com)

It's been a long struggle
to accept me in my body
shorn of shame and guilt
to grace its beauty
to feel the throbbing of each cell.
I did not sense it until,
you caressed them into existence.
I learnt to celebrate
the demands they placed on me.
The flesh elevated me to reach
my soul, how could I neglect it?
When desire wakes up inside
I let it flow through my veins
and through my loins.
And I wait to see if
uniting with you
will touch my soul
and leap beyond
and I know the wait
is futile, for
in longing for you
deep inside me
I have lost myself.

Love grows

Why I love you so I really do not know that's what keeps me going

but I am not alone as you are flowing

love grows when reciprocated you couldn't care less

i can feel you deep inside filling me up like a sea in high tide am waiting forever my darling

your sight is the only bling dressing me up

everyday and I wear it with pride!!

Verse by Ravprinderya, Image by J Andrieu, Model - Krystyna

What if...

What if I were gone

for ever

would you come to know?

What if we were to meet

in the world beyond

one day

would you recognise me?

What if you were to know

how much I loved

would you give me a hug?
Verse by Priya Don Gre

In the line of living

The fire burns in me
since eternity
and you joined to
quench it;
never realised
how it shaped
my loins. And
it burns again
but you ....
are now far away, yet
stuck inside
my womb.
Be born to
burn
again.

Verse by Colin Lascale

Romance

My friend ravprinderya has sent a very romantic poem to which I have added this fine art nude photograph, which I like for three reasons: the play of morning light that makes for a luminous breast, the model's expression which says that no one dare deny me my light and the third is the soft expanse of the model's hips. Enough of the photoart, let's turn to the poem.....

a gentle pat on a shoulder.....like the brush of a branch

a light kiss on the nose........like a petal of a rose

a hug or tight squeeze......like a gust from a cool breeze

a deep gaze into ones eyes...like the view from a cliff

a waft of your breath....like a bright rainbow on the hill

a hold on the waist...like a movement of a wave

a quick kiss on the mouth..like a river in the rain

all is love..like the natures gift to be admired

never to be endured...like pain searing pain

felt when you love and be loved...like never before

Why do you....

why do you keep doing this to me

this continuous torture

you just kept kissing me

since morn I feel you

all over please have some mercy

why do you always disappear
I keep simmering n seething
to feel you inside me
I keep wanting you and your pain
Come, baby, come
and give me release.
-Ravprinderya

An empty slate

An empty slate..........a clear canvas
an empty goblet............a spotless beach

my life a canvas.....bereft of colour and shape...

what's not in reality...can never be...just be....not what’s to be

and I am but a mere speck in the infinite grains of sand

[This poem is one I specially requested my friend, Priya Don Gre, to offer for this feature. I have taken liberty with editing the long poem she wrote out of deep pain. I have really no right to do anything with it. But this space has limitations and I hope PD will excuse me for it. It's beautiful poetry which makes the seething pain so palpable.]

The visual is credited to J Andrieu. Model: Sophie, www.jandrieu.com

At Peace

At peace with oneself

Amid the solid remnants of

What once blazed hot

from the deepest core of your being.

Sculpture

Sculpt the desires of your mind

Drape them in droplets of joy

Let light find its own path

and time freeze into stillness.

Open yourself

Open yourself

The whole world is yours

Offer yourself

The whole beauty is yours.

Be Vast

Be vast

welcome waves

wash the past

seed the dreams

push the limits

Become Free

Nature calls out

Go to the sun, the sands and the skies

Celebrate with the waves and the clouds

Float free if you will

Go Beyond

Leave comfort
Venture out
Drop pretence
Rip off masks
Step out of your self.

Welcome

Welcome to the Nu Poetry blog! The idea for this kind of graphic poetry came from a friend who asked me to compose verses for a photobook. The demand was promptly met by me and my work was appreciated by the friend. However the photobook never came out. That was expected given the slender condition of the friend's finances. In that problem lay this opportunity.

Another unknown admirer of my fine art app blog has egged me on to write more verse. It's a wonderful thing to receive compliments and when they are expressed with great love, the effect on me is a soaring of spirits into the clouds.

I have therefore decided to launch this one and see how far it goes. You are welcome to send your contributions to me on colin.lascale@gmail.com and I would try to publish them on this blog.

Now the nupoetry in the URL could be interpreted as New Poetry or Nude Poetry depending on your tastes. All the visuals I choose are of fine art nudes. They convey the meaning graphically to me and I suppose to you as well. So here we go!