Let me dance..!

Let me tap my foot to your rhythm

And sway my hips to your smile...

Let me feel beautiful again

As I dance to your absence for miles... 

Let me feel special.. Oh so special 

As those memories hold my waist.. 

And your voice tugs me closer.. 

As I tap my foot with your ghost.. 

Lost in love.. Lost in those precious times... 

Let me laugh as I fall over you.. 

And you pick me up with a peck on my cheeks.. 

Let me flame into embarrassment 

As you kiss  my lips... 

Let me dance to your absence 

Let me dance to our failures 

Let me dance to 'what could have been' 

Let me dance to celebrate us liars... 

Let me feel beautiful again 

Lost in this life... Lost in our love... 

Lost to our struggles... In all just lost..! 

I am your Home

In what seems like a worn down

Tainted space,

Droopy windows and closed off doors,

Your smile brings me home.

Let that home be dainted with weary paints,

And dull walls,

Scattered memories, hurted hearts,

Used beds and dirty blankets,

It's still a home, if you are in it.

May be I am those leaking walls, 

And broken roof. 

Ragged carpet and stained curtains. 

Even in desperate situations, love! 

I am your home, 

Roughed up but still standing..! 

My Sunshine ☀

And may be when the sun falters,

And the earth is devoid of its shine,

Engulfed in nothing but petty darkness, 

You will realise how much light

you get into my dampened heart,

This place doesn't need lamps, 

All it needs is your smile, my sunshine..! 

Breathplay

Fantasies yours and mine,

Surface on touches soft and graceful..!

And it kicks those tactile cells,

Riding an ecstasy waiting to be edged..!

And I chant you name over and over again, 

As I scream out with beautiful sounds of it, 

I hold you with bruises on your wrist, 

Kissing the pain with every sickening bit..! 

You consume me like a puff from a cigar, 

And breathe me out into thin air, 

As I fight to stay in your lungs, 

Tainted more than a breath of fresh air..! 

With every touch I want to be wrecked, 

Held with gaze screaming possession, 

Tied down with ropes of lust, 

Loosing to hickeys, burning into dust. 

Living and dying as it messes my head

As close to as a breath play...! 

Destroy every peice of sanity I have, 

Destroy my lust instead..! 

Daffodil

Meadows, daffodil Meadows

You are for me.

Swirling in your yellow to my

Harsh breeze,

You face me head on and yet smile... 

That's what you are for me, 

A flowery bed in scorching sunlight.

Shielding my harsh burts,

Just Swaying when I force to you to bend.

Inviting and engulfing,

Everything I set out to destroy.

You are my moon....!

Even if I call you my sunshine,

You are my moon..!

The peace of my heart I drift into

As the night begins to rub at my foot...!

You shine as my moon..! 

In the blanket of dark hours, 

You glow as a Ray of silver light..! 

And you see me drift into dreams,

And breathe into Soothing streams...! 

You are and always will be my moon..

So far away and yet so loved...! 

Melt In My Arms

Today.. Let me see her melt In my arms..

And giggle at the awkwardness...

Because as raw and open we have laid our hearts...

We still got to polish it to finesse...!

Let me hold her to my hearts content 

Until she squirms and breaks free.. 

To again run with a soft hum

On light feet towards me... 

And I promise her I will love her...

I will love till my soul beats... 

Today... Tomorrow.. Day after.. 

In my warm embrace her life will be...! 

Love is black and grey..!

May be love isn't always winning,
May be love is those unexpressed feelings,
Those unsaid words and worries.

May be love is the distance we get
In between ourselves to defend our hearts
And hurries.

May be love is not always being together.
May be love is those wounded memories,
Silent remembrances, untimely tears.
Those hurtful jabs, and painful pangs.

May be love is not wedding rings, and vacations.
May be love is longing, loneliness and destruction.
May be love isn't always rosy and pink.
May be love is being black and grey.

May be love was in those  snarky comments,
Silent hatred, broken promises.
May be love isn't always about living.
May be love is just about dying everyday..!

Chaotic mess...!

May be even In chaotic relationships,
love has its way
To ease into the mess....
People wanting to stay will stay,
Overcoming doubts, pushing further,
Holding out in destruction...
The only catch is 'Are you lucky
Enough to find such partners?
And if you are, are you smart enough
To know you got to keep them in your life?'
Everyone is messy,
It's just that you gotta find someone
Who finds that chaos beautiful..!

Falling in love...!

How do I describe this fleeting happiness?
The one that makes me realise,
Love can be stupid,
It can be irrational,
Even thriving in the distance,
I know this love can be delusional.
Something remotely idiotic,
Ringing the bells in my heart..!
Like the ones they had described in cheesy movies
And sappy songs..!

And I smile into nothing like a teenager
Hiding a huge crush..!
And my soul that was once dainted with anguish,
Is now all a mush..!
And I coo like a whipped moron
At everything you do,
I see myself paint your colours,
On a canvas, carrying strokes..
Permission granted to only a few..!

And the bells are ringing,
And birds are singing,
And its Christmas every day,
As I break the shells of sorrow
To bask in my utter craziness.

Love strikes a cord,
And you make my melodies,
As I die with happiness your
Shine gets,
And like a love-struck chaos,
Skipping In oceans of happiness
I call you my sun  every day and again..!