Scatter...2

alekseymalyshev.photosight.ru

I am not
making up my mind
which way to go
- the way of the mind
or the way of the wind.
Mind flutters and stutters
here and there
now and then.
The wind blows
hither and thither.
Both are beyond control
yet very close to the skin
and very open to move.
I don't know
what will happen if
I continue this way.
May be I will float
and flow or
fly and drift.
Why worry?

Scatter

zombie22.photosight.ru

Distraught by
pulls and pressures
turns and twists
swing and sway
my thoughts are a scatter
my feelings
float aimlessly
and my actions listless.
nothing enthuses
beyond a point.
its only
the cold floor
that seems real,
no light
dispels
darkness inside.

On my own...6

moyscha.photosight.ru

Being sensitive
to myself
I began hearing
stirrings of
desire deep
that had been buried
long back.
My senses woke up
- delicate touch
-soft fragrance
- rhythmic breathing
- shapely curves
and lingering tastes.
Just to be
with the sensation
took me to another world
of my own
full of ecstasy
and yet of nothing
by nothing
for just being
sensuous.

On my own...5

neon_l.photosight.ru

I unveiled
myself
and the mirror
looked askance
as if it was unreal.
I said, alas,
it is not for you
to discover me
but for me to discover
my self.
And now it is time for me
to uncover
life.

In dryness..

ler0062.photosight.ru

In dryness

i discovered

a beauty

unknown

unseen

of shapes unimagined

textures untouched

and a roughness 

unhewn

and 

a toughness

weatherbeaten

but

standing tall

unconquered by

the elements.

And I found

there a resting place

that brought smile to

a weary traveller.

To fathom...2

mralex77.photosight.ru

look I chose
to enter
and
the waters became
still
with only the ripples
from the breeze
which bristles against
my nipples
making them taut
and lingers lovingly
playing with my loins
those tingling pleasures
here now, gone again
to come back soon
giving wings to my mind
just a hint
of what goes on
in my mind
and body.
But the flesh is real
just as the water
the lake
the banks
and the nature.
What secrets
do they hide from me?

To fathom...1

mralex77.photosight.ru

to fathom 

the fluidity of life

is to flow with it.

to flow is to

merge with it 

and keep moving

not drifting.

the water beckons 

with its flow

and i can choose 

to listen and yield

or disregard and decide

or simply float.

but i have to enter

and allow life

to enter into

my vast interior.