Water, Light and Air

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Water, Light and Air

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If you were water I would willingly drown

open eyes, inhaling liquefied

your scent in every drop once inside

would transform my desires

into dreams just for you-

If you were light I would stare until blindness

burn your image on my iris with the fires

glowing bright on your skin.

If you were air I would intensely inhale

gasping wants trapped in pockets

permeating with your essence

in my lungs, never exhale

every molecule of you kept inside-

But like water

you slip through with no presence

while I’m thirsty even more,

and you are light

shinning far your cherished beams

passing smiles and a brief hellos,

then you are air

quickly blowing past my dreams

while I hold every breath

when you pass unconcerned

and I yearned

for your water, light and air-

H.O


“Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings…but there’s something dead about it, something deserted.”

― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale

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More or Less

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More or Less

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Would I love you the same, more or less?

His hands heavy on your skin

staining dreams

left in purpose behind for a sin

to be nourish ‘til bloom.

And I know to belong takes more than a ring

or the passing of years

and what holds you together presumed

to be love and not fears.

But, does he loves you the same, more or less?

Does he smells your perfume like I do

on my pillow when I wish your embrace

 wasn’t leftover dreams?

Tell me then if he sets you aflame

why you look for my face

and at night making love you remember

to bite hard on your lips

so you won’t call my name-

Do you love me the same, more or less?

H.O


“If he touched her, he couldn’t talk to her, if he loved her he couldn’t leave, if he spoke he couldn’t listen, if he fought he couldn’t win.”

― Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

Her

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Her

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I would die in your arms

if forever was promised in a piece of heavens

looking at your face lost among the stars,

and if only knew I belong to you

with a sudden death

I’ll embrace my end for another look-

H.O


 

“There’s something about her.

It’s not her smile or grace,

It’s not her beauty or race,

It’s not her scent or warm embrace,

Maybe it’s her laugh or the shape of her face.

No, that’s not the case.

It’s just her.”

― J.A. ANUM

In Pursuit of a Muse

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In Pursuit of a Muse

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There is only so much I can draw from my pail

draining words that exist on my tongue

and emotions alive in my heart,

then, where muse shall I find you again?

If attempts to recapture may fail

in the passing illusions

and my fingers are numbed and stained

from the ink of another’s delusion

who like me only dreams

among words that remained-

Will I find you in the love of a stranger?

Tell me how to draw out all this passion

trapped inside, when it screams

to let out in the words

that my tongue won’t pronounce,

how will I recognize that is you

if I draw from my soul

and the pail becomes empty-

Will I ever regress and renounce

this desire for a muse that does burn?

Tell me again if in death I will learn

and my need will subside

or forever to bleed my desires

in the ink of a fool that must write

while condemned to the fires of hell-

H.O


“I am no writer. Her sparkling eyes made my fingers write words in the sand. Her radiant smile made my pen write words in the air. Her beautiful soul made my typewriter type poems for eternity. I am no writer.”

― Avijeet Das

Below the Lines

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Below the Lines

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I wish to find your unique way

a puzzle piece to fit my empty spaces

where all the parts are set to match

my needs and wants, a disarray

of hazy emotions leaving traces

of who you are-

And who are you that softly knocks?

My heart so used to be alone

with doubt will peek into the unknown,

an ocean warm in bluish green

to engulf me whole

where lost I’ll be hung in between

your earnest dreams

and my desires-

H.O


“But if you tame me, then we

shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I

shall be unique in all the world.”

― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

To Burn

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To Burn

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Ah those crumbs you leave behind for me to feed

just leave me hungry for the whole loaf-

You have a way to tickle dreams my dearest girl

entice my mind and make me need

our coupling words to plant a seed

and maybe grow into something more-

And then I feel the lava flow across my chest

and on my tongue a crave to taste

what flavors hide between your lips,

to rush my wants with hungry haste

my hardness strong

I’ll spread apart your eager hips

to find the streams of lava flow

and burn myself down to the core-

H.O


“As if you were on fire from within.

The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”

― Pablo Neruda

Surrender

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Surrender

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‘Tis a way of loving deeply seeded in a heart

left to wither, unfulfilled desires  scattered across

places where memories come to play.

And what to do with this overflow decay

of passion in nights when all I need is you

to sprawl your body wide apart

and engulf me whole, to ride me stead

until my wants become a few

exhausted dreams of flesh and sweat,

my aching need to taste eternity

above a goddess striding hard

and I to perish in your arms.

H.O


“Reason lost the battle, and all I could do was surrender and accept I was in love.”

― Paulo Coelho, The Witch Of Portobello