A hug is just a hug – unspoken,
Until love’s language is awoken!
No wisdom shared, no advice
Just warmth, a simple act of care- wise!
It’s healing whispers – love’s intent
In any place or solace – no pretend!
When words can’t move your soul, just stay!
A hug can chase the dark away!
There’s something in a simple hug – it’s grace!
No proposition can quite replace,
The comfort found in that embrace – all snug,
Sometimes, all you need is just a hug.
She smelled like you will never
smell her again!
Like crazy sex,
On a Sunday afternoon.
Like a powerful woman,
With a free spirit and a reckless
mind!
She smelled
Like your hidden desires,
Like shyness in an hourglass.
She can face your demons and
conquer them all…
She smelled
Like milk and honey,
With a pure heart and a
wondering soul!
She smelled
Like bubbles in champagne,
Like sun and daisies,
The sound of her laughter
Could care for your scars.
She smelled
Like danger and passion,
Like witches dancing under
the moonlight.
She smelled
Like a new morning after a night
of rainfall…
Like there is no going back,
Everything else pales
in comparison!
She smelled
Like a hot spell coursing through
your veins!
Your mouth still watering
To the thought of her smell!
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In shadows of the moon, I yearn to be,
A woman wrapped in mystic ecstasy,
Longing for love, yet bearing solitude,
A goddess poised, with depths of fortitude.
In loneliness, I seek my sacred grace,
Embracing beauty’s veil upon my face,
For in each tear, a precious gem doth gleam,
Reflecting worth, beyond what eyes may deem.
I dream of blossoms, delicate and rare,
Anemones that dance upon the air,
Their petals whisper secrets to their night,
A fragrant symphony of pure delight.
Oh, to be held, admired in reverence,
A cherished soul, brimming with opulence,
To wield the power that resides within,
Unveiling strength where e’er my feet have been.
A goddess, bathed in light, serenely wise,
With fiery spirit, burning in my eyes,
Unfolding dreams, like wings of soaring doves,
Embracing life’s tempest, and all it proves.
I wish to break free from society’s mold,
To find my own worth, and stand bold,
To shine with brilliance, undimmed and bright,
Igniting hearts with flames of purest light.
Grant me the strength to rise above the fray,
To live with purpose, in each fleeting day,
A woman, fierce and tender, unconfined,
A goddess, radiant, in soul enshrined.
In golden rays of dawn’s embrace,
A mother’s love finds perfect space.
With gentle heart and tender touch,
She holds her child, she loves so much.
In every step and joyous smile,
She finds her purpose, all the while.
To guide her daughter’s path with care,
A love that’s boundless, strong and rare.
She weaves a tapestry of dreams,
And paints a world where hope redeems.
She’s there to lift her child up high,
With words of love, she’ll touch the sky.
In every hurdle life may bring,
Her love is steadfast, heart will sing.
She’ll teach her daughter how to rise,
To face the storm with strength and wise.
She molds her child with tender grace,
Instilling values, virtues trace.
For in her eyes, her daughter sees,
A beacon shining, love’s decrees.
Through sleepless nights and weary days,
She finds her strength, her heart ablaze.
No sacrifice is too extreme,
To make her child’s happiness gleam.
She’ll be the shelter in life’s storm,
A loving presence, safe and warm.
Her love will guide her daughter’s way,
Through darkest nights to brightest day.
For in her love, her child shall find,
The strength to conquer and unwind.
She’ll soar on wings that love has lent,
Empowered by a love heaven-sent.
Oh, mother’s love, a precious treasure,
A boundless love beyond all measure.
In your embrace, I find my worth,
Forever blessed, since my birth.
So let this ode forever stand,
In honor of a mother’s hand.
For in her love, we find our might,
A lighthouse shining, pure and bright.
Forgive the ones
Who walked on you.
The ones who tried
To torture you!
Forgive them
For their failures,
For their bad decisions,
Their pride and misbehaviour!
Don’t give them satisfaction,
Not even any fault,
Choose benefaction!
Forgive…
Hope is when your heart whispers,
That your worries will go away.
There will always be a future,
Don’t wait for it, do overplay…
Hope is the smell of the ocean,
It fills you up with energy
So easy to breathe, so hard to put into put into words…
While other’s choice is lethargy.
Hope will never die with debts,
Last one standing on this earth!
It’s been wounded and bedraggled
Though never killed, perhaps rebirth.
Hope’s a heavy burden, the agony of worth!
Undress yourself!
Take off your feelings,
Your imperfections,
Your grief…
Strip down your purpose,
Your broken hopes,
And all those soaring memories!
Expose your heartbeat,
Let your body tremble and shatter,
Abandon that pain you bleed.
Look inside your bare soul,
Forget your inhibitions,
Your secret dreams and witty smiles.
Take your favourite compliments,
And dismiss that ordinary strength,
It’s all goodbye’s and faded moments!
Undress yourself!
Embrace your naked selfishness!
You’re walking through life
Without a blow of wind,
Never good enough…
Your worth’s being thinned.
You’re trying your best…
Is everything real?
Am I going mad?
Please rotate this weal!
You’re fading away,
Forgetting who you are,
You’ll not be remembered..
Don’t be invisible, Darling- Be the star!
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Darling,
I tremble in your presence!
I tremble and shudder,
Like the sound of church bells at night!
My body shivers…
It shivers when I feel your pumping heart,
Racing like the wind at see.
Your touch masterful…
Your touch fills me with desire,
Slowly, like an insane addiction to a beautiful mind.
I’m weak when it comes to you…
I’m weak when you kiss me down to the soul,
And then you taste speechless on my lips.
I’m weak!
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Nobody gives a fuck
If you’re dead or alive,
If you’re chronically sad,
Or you just wanna cry..
Nobody cares
How your life has turned out.
If you help them you’re good,
If you don’t- you’re Knocked-out.
Nobody wants to hear
You wrote a sonnet, a play.
They’re only concerned
Your high IQ it’s in the way…
Nobody gives a damn
About your caring, your thoughts,
About the people you lost
That strength you gained, or even your weak spots.
Nobody …
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Thoughts of you, Thoughts of me 