Poetry package: Time, intimacy and scent of love


Hey folks,

Have a lovely Sunday. Sharing a package of three poems on Sunday and hope you will enjoy reading them.

Wheel of Time

Spinning.

slow burst.

Static,

Faster than light.

Time.

Hope.

Defeat.

Unplanned victories.

Survival.

Struggle.

Wheel burst our bubble.

Sparkle lost.

Magic.

Mojo.

Struggle to keep pace.

It’s the wheel dictated by time.

It revolves faster than fraying nerves.

Darkness followed by light.

Glittering sun on our faces.

The wheel shall land in front of our feet.

Havoc doesn’t last forever.

Light spread.

IIlluminati.

Spinning its might,

throwing the extraordinary, mojo and unlimited happiness,

on our lap.

It’s only the wheel.

Our identity can be crushed or trampled.

Never lose hope.

The wheel of time revolves eternally.

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Intimate secret

Fear.

Intimacy.

Closely guarded inside.

It’s no sacrilege or offending the Gods!

Shall tell you one today.

Closet!

Hiding behind veiled doors.

Sinful.

Ecstasy.

Obsession.

Can’t live without it!

Addiction.

Spilling on the surface.

Overthinker!

Mangling one’s reputation.

I am the naughty boy.

It’s my need.

I crave for it.

We are one of a kind,

lusting for each other.

Sleepless night.

Exploring creative zone,

uncharted lines.

It’s excessive.

My caffeine.

Coffee!

Can it get more intimate than that!

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Scent of love

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Candle.

Rose.

Fanning petals.

Heart shaped light.

Circle of flame.

Beauty.

Essence of the heart.

Lovers’ Nest.

Solace.

Silence.

Hushed tone.

Fingers intertwined.

Caress.

Lips curled.

Words lost in translation.

Hearts speaking thousand words.

Sitting in silence.

Holding hands.

Birds chirping.

Lullaby.

Perfume of love.

Darkness.

Candles kindling hearts.

Naked souls.

It’s the love you make.

Hissing sound.

Shedding ego.

It’s You & ME.

Love holds no barriers.

Souls become one.

Slipping our clothes.

We pierce through our souls.

Standing naked.

We shall not enter each other.

It’s the scent of love.

A perfume of light flickering our bodies,

piercing hearts and souls.

With Love

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