The sky has been dark with strikes of lightning
The wind has been blowing and water dripping from sky
She stood at a distance with arms wide open looking at the sky...
The drops of rain moving down from her forehead
to her beautiful eyes
Like a diver diving from platform into the pool the rain sweeped down from her eye lashes to her nose
Like a rider jumping his bike from a ramp the water swept from her cute nose down to her lips
The drops on her lips shined like a ruby placed in light
Her cheeks were pink due to rain, looked like rose petals with hint of dew on them
Her hairs were open wet in rain, but moved in wind like feathers of peacock dancing in rain..
She stood under the sky dancing in the rain....-
I just write to express
Smile
She came out of bath and started to blow dry her hairs
Nd suddenly the winds started blowing outside
She applied lipstick and the red roses started to bloom
She wore her earrings and there there was shine of lightning around
She drew a line of kajal on her eyes, and the sky was dark outside
Then looking in mirror she smiled
And looking at the beauty even the sky mealted down
Causing rain fall down....-
Like opening a present
Slow one layer after another
Exposing the most precious
gift
Hidden between her legs
Breathing the heavenly aroma
coming off her petels
Followed by tasting rose lips
Nd making her dive in ocean
of passion-
The Rain....
She played in rain like a pianist moves it's fingers over it keys
Letting the sweet music of happiness shower on her face
Every drop of water was like the node of music
The tune began to play once drop hit the ground
The music from the rain made her dance under the sky
Moving in sync like trees in wind under dark sky
The lighting stricked to adore her dance like a audience applause in a hall
The rain began to slowdown once she stopped,
With calmness of Goddess she left the ground-
If I would have been a poet, you would have been the most lovely poem I wrote
If I would have been a painter, you would have been most breathtaking painting I drew
If I would have been a garderner, you would have been the most fragrant flower in my garden
If I would have been a sculpturer, you would have been the most exquisite sculpture made my me
If I would have been a collector, you would have been the most valuable possession of mine
But I am just a common person, yet I have the most beautiful, graceful, elegant, lovely person with me....-
Her Photo......
It had been while she changed her DP
Looking at her photo seemed like watching the night sky without the moon and stars
The darkness all around without a ray of light
Then she changed the picture
The dark sky was filled with the light of moon
Her face shining bright
Her twinkling eyes adoring her face,
The smile that seemed missing was back again
The glow on her face seemed like the diamond held under lights
Her smile touched hearts like a knife going through the butter
Her ears were adored with earrings like a chandelier adoring a palace
She looked like a fairy visiting the earth again
Yes she changed a photo after long time.....-
Someone asked me to describe about her...
She was like those book, which are written once in centuries
Beautiful cover, you may fall in love just looking at it
Every word printed on those white pages were eternity of knowledge
Every chapter made you worship the book
I was lucky to have the first edition, but somewhere I lost it in time........
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Teri khubsurti ko humne shabdo mein kuch yu likha hai
Ki log tujhse mile bina hi
Humse jalne lage hai.....-
The moon light passed through the window made her body glow
Her bare body covered with petals of rose
Hiding her perfectly carved curves of body
She begged for her flower to be opened
Going down her sliky smooth body and moving my tounge on hers lips made her shiver of pleasure
Circling the tounge through those wet kisses making her arc her body
Spreading her legs she pressed me towards her
Making my tounge enter through her lips
Shouting of pleasure she let release her necter
Wiping it down to make her flow better
Staying down below just kept exploring to increase her pleasure-
तुझे मिले एक अरसा बित गया
तुझे देखे बहुत वक़्त गुजार गया
एक वक़्त था की हम हक से मांग लेते थे तेरी तस्वीर
आज उस हक को छुटे भी एक जमाना होगया......-