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