You touch my blouse…
Like a page you want to turn…
You reach for my curves…
Like a programme you want to code…
Feeling lust, frenzy and elation…
Sex, hate and sedation!
A serpent residing within you…
Buried for so long…
Surfaced and filled my soul with venom so warm…
I obey every single command…
I go transparent; lightheaded…
Tracing your name behind my back…
Down the lane of…
Sex, hate and sedation!
Afraid and hesitant…
I let you in little by little…
Greeting me with a relieved smirk…
Happy to see me…
Finally engulfed by…
Sex, hate and sedation!
You knock me out of my senses…
As your body moves with mine ever so well…
A melody only we can hear and feel…
You hold, you tease, you touch, you taste, you feast…
And its all too familiar for my own good…
Like its etched in my memory…
From the many day dreams I pencilled…
From head to toe…
Naked our needs locked…
Drenched in…
Sex, hate and sedation!
My walls have come down…
I explode…
I feel nothing but the rapture of the moment…
My mind in a tailspin of romantic imagery…
But for you it’s nothing just…
Sex, hate and sedation!
You leave nothing untouched…
Unbound me from the packaging that enslaved me…
I have tasted orange like never before…
I cannot believe we haven’t been doing this all along…
I beseech you…
Towards my forbidden dreams…
I try hard to believe…
To believe that you exist without all the white lies…
But you have only one thing on your mind…
Sex
Hate
And Sedation!
The curtain can’t possibly hide…
This flame burning through my skin…
You have imprisoned my senses with your half-truths…
And I find my morals brittle in the many layers of your orange bed sheet.
You ask me to stand here in your arms…
And think nothing…
You envelope my waist…
And I fall on you leaving behind my former rulebooks!
Your lips guide me through your ravenous clutches…
And I feel bare under your experienced hands.
You address your kisses strategically…
Whilst your fingertips find their way to my mounds!
You stretch and pull my senses to your interests…
And turn me over…
Just so you could place a lingering touch on my Décolletage…
And weave your impish thoughts!
You lock me in…
As our legs entwine…
In that hurried insatiable hunger…
You set my soul on fire…
Hidden…
And hushed we finally meet!
I do not wish to know your story
Or the countless of dreams you hide
But tell me of that one unfortunate tale
That forced you to never confide…
I do not want to know about the great things
That you have over overcome
But tell me of those little things
That have made you what you’ve become…
I do not want to know the hundreds of applause
Or the gestures by people faking
But tell me how you feel
When you hear the sound of your dreams breaking…
I do not want to know of the brilliance
Of the sun at the peak of noon
But tell me about the darkest night
In the absence of the moon…
I do not want to know about your many friends
And what they say and do
But tell me about that one friend
Who lets you just be you…
I do not want to know about all the questions
That you have found the answers to
But tell me of that one answer
Of which you still feel to be untrue…
I do not want to know about the things
That you see in broad daylight
But tell me about what you see
After you close your eyes at night…
I do not want to know about your wounds
That hurt and burn sometimes
But tell me about the ones
Which have gone numb with time…
I do not want to know about the things you’ve written
Under the covers on a lonely night
But tell me about the blank pages that are filled
With words you were too reluctant to write…
I do not want to know about the things
That you would tell the world any way
But tell me about your immoral desires
That you are too afraid to ever say….
Last night she surrendered her innocence…
Not what she had expected but no regrets…
Time well spent because she longed to share with him this very moment.
This time she had anticipated…
Where their love, their passion would be culminated…
And every moment with had been sooo satisfying…!
Her life he did so enrich…
And now it’s their time to savor all this…
Although she had heard it been described in many ways…
Some say it’s beautiful, addictive while some even say it’s vice…
But she discovered something truly exceptional…
Something exotic, beautiful and sensual…
Between him and her last night…!
There were qualities that she had sought after….
To her it’s imperative to have something that lasts forever….
To have someone who could make her feel safe and secure…
Allow her to trust and open up a bit more.
There has always been something about him…
His physical structure a masterpiece…
Crafted with perfection in all the right places…
His image sticks to her like bees to honey…
An erotic lover, an idealized image of beauty…
Who did brought her to heights believed to be unattainable in reality…!
Amazing how she no longer felt unfulfilled…
Engorged in the memory of that lovely moment so peaceful and tranquil.
He made her see for who she was…
Someone compassionate and selfless…
Who doubts a bit but is soft and relenting…
Tenacious a tad too but so gifted, loyal and true…
Her fears he did allow to rest…
The way he made love to her…
For sure is the best and they both knew
To them…
This was so much more than just sex…!
She will never forget this night…
It was extraordinary…
Charming, undemanding and both so understanding…
Just allowing their bodies to do all the talking…
Creating all these beautiful notes and rhythms…!
Something so sinful, so carnal made her for the first time truly feel spiritual…
Don’t know it yet but whatever it was, it left her…
Still in a trance!
It was exciting, fun, could be a game they play…
Interesting and amusing where will this lead…
Don’t know, and trust me they do care but for now…
All she knows is that last night was, simply put – surreal
Just as He is to HER…!
The world is in-cased in an orange fluff…
Everywhere you turn…
Leaves turning color…
And everyone around preparaing for a new chapter…
Oh! And here they come again…
The park bench awaits them…
Under the very same tree…
They turned best friends from mere strangers.
“This time, I will not let them depart just like that”, destiny was determined.
As always, she talks and talks…
And he listens to her…
She looks like Pumpkin Spice Tea in her oversize jumper…
And he cannot help but gape onto her perfectly glazed lips.
His hands move towards her peached cheeks…
Her heart races. Stomach back flips…
He knows what she wants…
She cannot look into his eyes…
And then he bends his head down to reach her blushing lips…
Warm breaths heave…
Sighs like strokes under water…
He parts her lips with his…
Calming her inexperience fragile edges…
Gentle probing…
Two open mouths giving and taking
Un-aware of eager body parts pressing …
To join in this unmapped journey…
Innocence and yearning not in control…
For daring moments of an entire minute…
Morals and inhibitions at a tug-o-war…
She does not want him to stop…
And he lies about wanting to letting go…
This will never last, she said…!
This is wrong, he said…!
He reached out to touch her and she accepted him…
Impulses ran though her causing excitement…
And a million voices in his head told him to stop…
And now they sit quietly on the bench…
Two people from two different worlds…
The world would never permit this forbidden relation…
I wish it didn’t end like this, she thought…
I wish I never kissed her, he thought…
I should have never let this happened, destiny finally realized.
And now he walks back home with a heavy heart…
And she sits in her dark room, crying…
She shivers with fear…
If only he was here to hold me…
I know you do not belong here…
Just stay for as long as you can…
Don’t go just yet…
This was not meant to end like this…!!!
Our First Kiss is not meant to be disgraced by humanly encumbrances…
If you only you knew…what this kiss meant to me…
If only I did not have to pretend…
I’m happy for you that you are with her.
At a snail’s pace…
My life was moving forward…
My heartbeat in sync with my body…
My dreams buried in a burned diary…
And my eyes submerged in linear kohl.
Dark clouds hovered over my city…
And sunshine was a long, forgotten dream.
And then you decide to walk in my life…
You say, you are a passing stranger…
You say, you will only stay for a while…
The perfect blizzard to drift the clouds away…
And shake me back to life.
You painted me with your colors…
Your fingers caress my skin…
Like an artist indulging in taboo cravings.
The world is watching as you stain me…
Stain my body…
Stain my soul…
And smile from a distance…
You ask me to break traditions…
You force me to rebel against norms…
You continue to breathe life into me…
Until I can no longer resist…
This new sin.
I am learning to dance all over again…
Music once again starts to make sense…
I twirl away into oblivion…
My soul vibrates from within…
An unknown rhythm takes over me…
A burning desire…
Fills my veins…
And your stain is beginning to influence me.
You say I need to go back to my words…
How can I?
There was a time…
When words flowed and all I can inscribe now are tragedies.
You ask me to put them down on paper…
And allow myself to break down and cry.
You remind me I am human.
And yes, I feel human with you.
I can permit myself to feel pain with you.
My ideal visage…
Shatters in your presence.
And I feel your dye changing me from within.
You tell me to go back to my books…
And that you will wait till I finish each chapter.
You colors are now tangled with my insides…
You are now becoming a part of me…
And I feel no shame tinted with your love.
Yes. Love.
You first stain me.
And then claim me.
Cannot forget this in a fortnight…
This unspoken promise between us…
This stain has left me wanting more…
More of what I used to be.
More of what I could be.
More of what we could be.
12) I may be tempted often to remove it but I feel the most beautiful and comfortable with my Hijab on.
11) M, is the sister, God forgot to give me. He did it purposely so; we’d meet 20 years later and drive everyone crazy around us.
10) I am so good that people hate me like anything yet still copy me!
09) My brother is a true artist. No just another guy with a DSLR but he actually knows how to capture a moment, be it through his lens or on a canvas using oil paints.
08) You can actually lose weight over a job. I lost 8lb since I start working for my current boss. (2.5 years).
07) Toners and cleansing milk do nothing for my skin except giving it acne.
06) No amount of bliss can surpass the joy you get when you take your family out for a dinner and a movie. Or any kind of outing that you give them.
05) My mom is undoubtedly the strongest woman I have ever seen. She lost her husband and today she laughs with her children. God knows, how she does it.
04) Cancer is a horrible nightmare that you live every day.
03) My father will not be there at my wedding day.
02) No amount of wealth can buy you Loyalty.
01) Parents have an expiration date. And you cannot ask Lord to extend their shelf-life. :’(
Let’s learn from the lesson and make the New Year count!
I stand before you…
Bare…
From head to toe…
My most sensitive mark
Visible to your naked eye.
I’ve traveled a long distance…
From Alexandria…
To Madrid…
From Wellington…
To Montreal.
And I find myself…
In the center of this circus…
Parched…
Exhausted…
And stripped away of my identity…!
You now stand before me…
And question my integrity.
You question my relationships.
And you raise a finger on my love.
The world around me…
Seems to know exactly how to maneuver me into a dark den
What they forget is that I’m guided by my own light.
You waltz in my life…knowing my weakness…
And decide to dictate me my flaws…
What you don’t realize is that my flaws make me strong.
While you are busy playing superficial…
I actually have people around whom I love dearly.
You obviously believe I’m not good enough…
I cannot be trusted…
And I am not like her.
What you forget in all of your verdicts…
That it was I…
Who held your hand…
When the world around you collapsed…!
It was I…
Who made you believe in yourself…
But now you are counting of all the ways…
I could do better.
I am done answering people.
I’m done trying to keep you happy.
You keep reminding me you have a hundred better options.
Well, I don’t want to be the 101 anymore.
This is it…
If you abuse me…
If you suspect me…
If you cannot accept me with all my imperfections…
Then It’s best to say our goodbyes…
No relationship can survive…
If one is adamant on changing the other.
I’m sure your new girl…
Will keep you very happy.
She will take care of sugar in your tea…
Clean your drawer…
Answer your mail…
Make you dessert…
Organize your planner…
Reschedule your meetings…
Jog your memory…
Purchase your medicines…
Iron your shirt…
Do your balance sheet …
Make you a mix CD
Wish you at midnight…
Count your kisses and pay back with interest…
And even read you the morning newspaper…
But hold on…
Why would she do that…
She is the one you love…
Not someone who LOVES YOU.
– Just something I doodled in the middle of work at my desk.
Trespassing on my property…
How could you…
Have you no heart…
You tip toe into my life…
Sweep me off my feet…
And expect me to understand…
We are not meant to be!
You have some nerve…
You managed to create
Whirlpool of feelings inside me…
I feel like any alien…
Surrounded with this inexplicable craving
To see you and talk to you.
I keep finding alibis
To walk into you…
I notice everything about you…
Your clothes
Your shoes
Your watch
And that fragrance…
It drives me crazy…
Make me want to do things to you…
Things I cannot mention
In this poem…!
You have made me
Think of things…
I can never have.
Can’t you see…
I want you…
I need you…
How can I explain it to you…
I need to bathe in your aura
I need to feel your touch…
I need to soak your thoughts!
You keep reminding me…
We are never meant to be…
Then why do I find myself…
Hauled towards you…
Then why do your eyes follow me around…
Then why I receive your text message at 3 in the morning…
Then why does my anklet call out your name…
Then why do I find notes in between my books…
The why do I notice you smirk every time I pass by…!!!
Either stop call me in the middle of the night telling me you miss me
Or
Let me have the honor…
To wake up next to you…
For the rest of my life…
Correction…
A few lifetimes…!!!