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.