Poetry is an erratic
wanderer of reader's
felicity, poetry is
a boy seeking his
own utterance by
hearts of logophile.
holding thrust of
reader's attention
& dying while lilting
hymes of his non
evanescent aroma,
the aroma which
is under the armour
of both praise &
negligence too.
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There is felicity within me,
But I also find the felicity in
your stance..
When I am wrapped in the
petal soft, yet stalwart embrace of
your arms...-
Listening to exciting
Otherwise mundane
Swaying with joy
Reproducing a smile
Murmuring sonnets
Of the heavy hearted symphonies
Drooling over unsympathetic
Forgetting the verity
Hoping finale is glossy
Taking away sheepish felicity.-
Felicity is in simplicity, not in complexity...
Win over the hearts, not over the minds!!-
The Felicity of watching
the groove of her dimple
made me fall for her.-
There is no reason behind,
my intimacy with you.
And behind this affinity
I found my felicity with you.-
It's difficult to park simplicity in the world of hypocrisy....
But, I still mark simplicity as my felicity....-
Into his eyes I could see his entwined trap
Drunk with felicity I let out a little gasp
I couldn't resist his lecherous gaze
As our lips locked in haste
My body craved for his touch
As the distance was closed
I could feel the heat that arose
The moans grew louder until midnight
But all I could remember was the birds chirping in the sunlight-
Felicity is an essence of
kindness and benevolence.
to have a positive vibe even
being surrounded by negativity.-