She loves perfectly.

The heart hides behind the corset
Seeking for sweetness to wrap her.
And pursued blooms right for
You exude honey in that stola,
Versed by me!
I in a dire desire to stare and stare!

Your soul is Goddess and
Your body is heavenly.
For what I feel;
As wild horse, as dark chocolate.
You, born out of God's grace!
And jocund fortune is mine
I got the glance and skin of–
A graceful lass.

Thy strong sense of desire whirled me near star,
And I set loose, let myself lost
In universe, traced on your skin.
Versed every void as veteran scholar!
And to utter surprise,
Thirst not quenched but felt more.
More to explore to lava of
Such beauty.
And get dissolved in you, Like I
Was never there!

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The End

Salutation of Philotes had us together
Being birds of common woodland, we flock feathers.
Though nourished our heart with different situations!
But agony is same and when we met form incantation.

I feel your presence in Rhyme of my verse
And will be there till the doom comes down on Universe.
With moving timepiece chased to chimerical
Gazing you flying high going for nautical.

Termination of dream is bright as Twilight of North sky!
And more glamourised by North star which rise high.
Sigh, I remain with few broken pieces of mind
Slowly wiped away with time and wind.

Blush in your cheeks with one whom you want
Sunk over sand on knees and all is silent
Lying soul less body, garlanded on lap of Earth.
My one question, will you come to my funeral?

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Thus Life Of A Fruit

Thus life of a fruit is sour and sweet!
Of its varient colour, it is full of wit.
Jewelries for every seasons, creation of nature is wonderful;
Thus big or small, every fruit is beautiful.

First, a weeny green ball, looks invisible
Hidden in green leaves but still visible.
Left ignored for sour in taste, groomed by sun.
Sometimes taken by visitors the wind, who is on run!

Second is most attractive so they are gazed,
Ripe appearance makes it juicy and sweet, tastes get mesmerized.
Ideally in gorgeous form thus own a own name—
Simple yet beautiful of colour red, yellow, green or flame.

And then the last stage slowing towards decay,
Of ochre colour and wrinkled skin dwelling in corner away.
Sore smell so as taste, lying on grass under shinning sun;
So warm it turns brown, whose warmth raised it once.

Thus life of a fruit ends, rot melted on ground
Completely buried and no remaining around.
New seeds, new life though no change in life–
It goes so it goes on forever like this way!

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A Game of White and Black

Brave pawns standing defense protecting the blue blood.
The warriors on battle ground coloured in white and black!
Supreme of medieval world, first step white;
Followed by loyal but slave yet powerful, black.

The world of west and East, whole society is here
From the powerful king and queen to shrewd bishop and knight.
Two rooks on two sides, stand pillar strong
Fearless pawns in lead one step or two steps ahead.

Battled for pride and glory many sacrificed, many assassinated-
Stepping back might lion’s strategy, slipping towards is fox walk!
Silence harnessed the brain, waging a bloody war without blood
One on one taking of pieces, baren board, victory is near.

A victory! A defeat! Two ends of one tale, a battle
One king down! One king stand and their whole empire behind.
The game is over, two players walked out
One with a victorious smile, other with a blue smile.

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Of Love

Nobody loves me and all love I have;
I have it for you, so do I wonder
That you love me the same way or not.
I find no end of this vicious world nor;
Any beginning for soul's immoral love.
Your words, touch and love is Paradise
And–
In your world of warm love;
I love to live, I love to die.

In front of her poets stand numb,
So did I stood silently infront of her.
First glance of her smile strike fire in my heart–
Of love, with passing time logs burnt to ash.
And she ignite back the fire with her love!
I flourished with happiness, our love stood
Taj Mahal!
Shah Jahan outshine the world, graced by Mumtaz.
You ignite the fire, I am burning on eternal flame of love!

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Seasons of Love

An eternal love never had it's brink,
Ran as infinite grassland, where sun is pink.
Passing the spring of hope, winter of despair;
In corner of world love stand on flare.

Nature carries grace in her all seasons
With touch of this beauty, for lovers she form edens.
Summer makes it beautiful with golden rays!
And sunflower dance with rhyme of love phrases.

Monsoon invigorates every promise to beloved–
Of being hand in hand, love appear manifested
Desire for saying tales of sad and romance;
Spent nights and days, is when love enhance.

Then arrives autumn in season of love;
Where green leaves turns orange, tweets of dove.
Feel pain in hope of being more near,
And rise of shady illusion in fear.

Welcome letter of white winter, gives mere oblivion–
To love, where emotions step in alienation.
Dry air blew, trees turn black leafless
Suffer in pain of being apart, love get supress.

Clink of chime bell announce arrival of spring;
Nature blush in happiness, lovers wear love ring.
Daffodils tousle their heads in air with joy,
For lovers, in love they rejoice, and this nature also enjoy!

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The Paper Boat

It was a lazy morning of a rainy day,
Sky was covered with cloud, so as my mind!
With a warm cup of coffee, gazing the rain falling.
Pitter patter of those rain drops, remind of childhood
Standing calm, watching my past days of joy;
Of floating a paper boat on rain water!

A boy of fourteen folding papers sitting on floor,
Frolic and excitement inculcated in his eyes:
Enthusiastic face, bight and shining skin express curiousity
He made a boat, out of paper!
Ran fast to float it on water, mother yelled behind!
"Be careful! don't get wet in rain" but in vein.

He made the boat with love and care!
Stands on brink of corridor, streched his hand;
Left that boat to flow with ripples of puddled water,
Clapped with joy the boat starts floating.
Staring the boat, it was going far and far—
A smile of innocent hopes for reaching it's unknown destiny.

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A Soul of Fifteen

She is a soul of fifteen sad and lonely,
Though time is to bloom in garden of euphoria!
Silence clouds on her, playful mind grow wise;
Sitting on green field gazing the blue sky
Fills her void world feed her mind with kind,
She bore this in her heart like cowboy do his flute!
Little only she speaks, female eyes speaks about her and
Those words senses easy of Wordsworth's notes.
Smile became blue moon, agony accompanied with
Tears of those graceful eyes also precious and
Soothing on her ailment, only lovers can.
Underneath pale face, there lies charming beauty;
Of wild golden deers! Not everyone's fortune to see.
Again passing time carries away her moment joy–
Ashes of burnt joy settle on her city of happiness.
A feather of star's wing of paradise she is!
Infront of her, even mighty warrior bow their swords.
The queen of wildest forest will to qwatch–
Her happiness, she lives life of thousand lives I say
I know, in midst of what you are going through!

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Song of November

A soul with beauty is a bliss for eternity,
Whose happiness dwells forever in awake and sleep.
On this endless world, love is also endless
In midst of bedlam, she nourishes serenity alarie.
Love between moon and stars is pristine, so as deep
As her affection of love, smooth and flawless.

With strength of heaven life born in three realms,
Might with lure of hell people step in this platform;
She arrived when heaven and hell together rejoice
Also wrathed out deadly war did tension and calm.
Tulips and orange lilies showered from crown of Athena,
Wisedom in dark and white she determines choice.

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Cherishing moments of fun solitude in homely nurse,
Retrieving of words and promises together feels relief
Primal sympathy around, dark memories like curse–
Arise, between us beginning of belief and unbelief.
Shady emotions engulfed, smiled replace with tears
Heart met eternal silence, only moving muscles I'm;
With time all good vibes ravaged away of mine.
Love was sheer pure relation get back rhyme–
Again, we rejuvenates ourselves with souvenir,
God also never interrupted, we so divine!

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