She. He

She lies. Over me

I see. Another me

She cries. Eyes fade

I smile. Kisses shade

She thinks. Time stops

I wink. Word gasps

She writes. Ink’s chow

I read. Rhyme’s flow

She loves. My Owl

I love. Her soul

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Kiss Her Lips

A night of kisses

Lacing my fingers

To run all around

Your waist, hair, and

Keep holding

Until our meeting

 ends up on the floor

From a sleepless night

To a passionate sight

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Not Anymore… : Part 2

Not Anymore Part 2

Our means of love,

visible in every move,

traces us not to go apart

from a memorable past

to a destined future,

that we sketch over

a wall of white color,

yet to painted 

by our untainted

souls to last to gather…

.P.S. Those who haven’t been through the 1st part of this poetry series, check it out here:

Not Anymore… : Part 1

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My Love

I’m in love with you;

that something hides in me

gives a smile from you.

I dreamt of us, last night,

being together in our world,

holding our hands together,

staring at your eyes,

still, to find you in my vibes,

apart from the dusking sky,

kissing you, so many times,

with an utmost passion, and I said,

I love you so much, My love!

PS: It’s not about why do I love you so much, though it is all about I love you so much, My love!

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That Moment

It lasted only for a few seconds

as she conceals the real me in me;

a young man who loves his soul mate,

kisses her for the first time

in a moment when he felt that

she’s a traitor to teach him,

why I love her so much…

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