A warm, yellow daze,
the night before,
the mild morning sun;
two figures, in unison,
mouths barely breathing, faces barely feeling,
bodies barely grazing.
a sultry afternoon sun,
a few passed days,
umpteen missed moments.
Tag / muse
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Archaic;
just like the word,
her tendencies.
Facets
The warmest of smiles,
The kindest of hearts,
Takes form,
The moment he gets home.
Brewder
Pour in some coffee,
let it flow;
chirp away.
Illegitimi non carborundum
Ceremony,
Pompous intentions;
one supports the other,
And in it,
We rejoice.
Notes of musk
Mysterious,
With a whiff of what-has-he-been-upto,
Tall, cocky,
A smile that’s way too much –
Over-the-top indulgent.
A love letter to Pondicherry
Dear Pondy,
I grew up with you. You held valuable treasures that I still unearth, to this day. Your many sights, your numerous tastes, and your inclusive vibe drew me towards you, like no one else did.
Chérie, I’m coming home.
The human condition
She walks into the room,
Innocent as a sweet, sweet flower,
Sweet as the sweetest honeydew,
Vulnerable as the most human.
Look beyond.
That underpant in a flashy shade,
The pendant hidden beneath the conservative-looking shirt,
Those barely noticeable highlights,
That piece of metal in that almost-forgotten crevice,
That no one will know,
And needs to,
Except you.
The middle path
All the maybe-wondrous possibilities,
All the could-have-beens,
All the positively-worth-exploring,
Rest, and rest some more.
A Sight into My Psyche 