Tag Archives: lust

Of feelings

How do you channel
the feelings
of love ( and maybe lust )
on the inky nights
you want to be alone
and yet
he refuses to sense
the hidden meanings
of mood swings,
rendering your frustrations
generate the feelings
of being ignored
or ignorance ?
Oh the social norms
to be discreet
about love  about wanting
needing
desiring
him, his touch, his ……
Linked to Sunday Whirl and Monthsof the year Challenge
 
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Embers

scattered in sand
embers of a saltwood fire
face to face with stars
her shimmering eyes spill
yards of velvet stained lust
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This is a Tan Renga that I learned about from Carpe diem.  after a long time , some poetry interested me so tried my hand at linking my lines to the original haiku by Jane Reichhold.
More details and more such lines here
This is also inspired by words from wordle 112 @ The Sunday Whirl

A game of fruits

Its one of your game again we play
the stupid games I never refuse
with a basket of fruits in between
we sit across each other in the bed
“this is all you get to eat tonight”
you smile with your eyes and take a bite
passing it to me,you search my face
“remember the rule,on every third bite
we lose a peice of what is currently worn”
“You cheater”,i scream and laugh
“you told me to come in layers of it”
while i nibble at the fruit,juice dripping
along my fingers,that you lick without wait.
“No one offerred you that”, I protest
“Its my game, my rules”,with a wink you say.
And so we peel the fruit and our self,
as we face each other with a new formed lust.
On the second fruit, or maybe it was third,
the basket forgotten, and so the distances
you eat from my hands or maybe its me
the sheets crumpled, fruit stains dried,
the night spent,tracing abyss of our desires.

Prompted @ March challenge (Day 11 – Fruit) , OSI (passionate)