The scent
You promised to endure
But vanished
Over the heat of your touch,
So let us play on the slippery ground,
for one more time
And get drenched in my well,
Let the moans makes the scent alive
waiting for one more time to vanish,
and let the trial be eternal.-
Pleasing lips that punks for pleasure,
Eanchanting ears that craves for your moans,
Aching nerves that holds to your greasy lips,
Caring hands that grabs the goodies for fun,
Electrifying soul at the end.-
And when the darkest night hits
There I open the senses of touch
That pleasurise our mind
Over the blind game
where you reach over me
Guiding by gliding with the gear
That throttles for you
By intensifying the breath
That tells us the heat
We crave upon each other
And
Calming us down, over the time
By shifting me into you.-
The rays that clearout the fog,
Let them use for your growth
That clears out the misunderstanding
And live out in peace.-
గుండెకి తాకిన గాయలెన్నో,
గాయాలకు జరిగిన మర్మాలెన్నో,
గతాన్ని స్మరిస్తూ గడిపిన గడియలెన్నో,
గడిచిన గడియలచాటున రాలిన కన్నీటి చుక్కలెన్నో,
కన్నీటి చుక్కల్ని పోగేసి సంపాదించిన అనుభవాలెన్నో,
అనుభవిస్తూ వెళ్ళిన మనసుకు దక్కిన అరుదైన బహుమానం ఈ కన్నీరు.
కవనాన్ని కదిలించిన ఈ గతానికి
రేపటి రోజు గతాన్ని గుర్తుచేసే అక్షరానికి మూలం ఈ రోజు.— % &-
The PUN
Is like a Gun,
Which targets everyone,
But shoots someone,
Who is capable of getting One.-
The time that plays,
Will always lays,
The road that says,
This is the place,
Where everyone wins the race,
But at different pace.-
Your love,
That was hard enough
To poke me
Till the darkness that flooded away
In your desire of light
That passed through the lips
That are standing tall
And resurrected me
Over the pole of happiness.-
In the night,
The dreams bite,
The memories out of sight,
And I weep tight,
So I fight,
To sleep right,
By start of the light.-