Roses are shy by your soft cheeks, they have taken it as a challenge The breeze is gentle to absorb the fragrance of your sumptuous shape Raindrops are jumping leaves in excitement to reach to your forehead Thy juicy lips clutching me softly, tastier than...

You still haunt me with your ego, not a single day I had lived without you I find the same old you, rude, discourteous, heartless and seriously mean I imagine beauty with wildflowers in the garden with the most ardent smell A fragrance that takes your...

Ugly lanterns in the window jostling to refrain from the rain patently She is lying right next to me harking to the music by drops of drizzling rain Gazing at me with all her beauty, she is right with me but way too far...

Contemplating chatter for the sake of an argument What mayhap I must call this, it got a tale of its own Musings of your soul perhaps drenched in my blood Moments of joys faded in some tragedies unknown Spells correlating the morning glory stay perpetual...

Passionate music of the hurricanes my soul's going through Pondering waves of the ocean dwindling smooth and quite Staggering emotions thumping hard, doors of the illusions The isolated stars that remain are those who shine bright Harder the quest of freedoms, more intricate are the battles...

When you are in school, you reminisce about just school, and that is it to it — memories pure and straightforward with thoughts clean as water. How cherished and indeed collaborative those moments were that even if it was decades ago, I still relish there...

How can you relate passion with betrayal or love by obsession The time indeed is marching on; it doesn't matter who lives or dies  Drops of rain on your cheeks squeeze my spirits out of my reach Sweet breeze deliberately making me jealous, gently kissing your eyes  Turn...

In some adequate, vivid and tender moments I mentioned her once a fascinating story my heart ever simulated Darling! What we both are doing right now Is this taste, the melody going to last forever? She replied in a contrived voice We are having too good...

Oh dear nights, no more to gaze at stars Look around how selfish & mean youare Staggering emotions stretching out so far Laments in my heart curse on to my scars Pretentious desires certainly remain at war Dreams continue to be scary locked in a jar Ideas quarrel with me like...

Her Beauty   The fluffy cheeks I want to squeezeare close and reachable She blushes when she gazes at meher expressions are fascinating   Silky hair residing at her shoulderslike grass sets on the ocean floor Gestures of her lips carry treasuresmature but ostensibly anticipating The heart yearns to hold...