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Deep Dec 2020
I'm a person in whom you see;
a friend, a lover and a compeer,
The letters you type late night
on keypad comes to me,
And when the power cuts and
your mind starts making phantoms
you dial my number,
Late-night cravings, scholarly discussion,
A video call in the morning,
And on a certain day, a certain moment
I bend on my knee and ask you to be mine
forever. And you, nod in YESSSS!!!!!!

Ah! Love, thou unruly dictator!
I sat to read for exams
instead started dreaming a dream
of some other world.

I'm mad, hopeless, pathetic,
and sometimes sounds creepy too,
But how can I comfort
the sad, deluding, and longing heart?
Is there any medicine or herb?
How can I love and hide the flame of it
from you?
I'm doomed like a moth
flinging myself deliberately into fire.
Deep Dec 2020
The eyes have never
tasted a vision like you,
And now the hangover continues to my dream.
Can't I have you more?

You
only have to sit
and do your work,
I'll look at you like an artist
And feed my eyes a lifelong portrait.
Deep Dec 2020
Cold waves gushing
Making the Night shiver,
Diurnal folks in comfort of cosy beds
dreaming a happy world,
But like nocturnal birds I'm awake
Sitting on a leafless bough;
Benumbed and desolate,
Prying to catch a sight of fire,
In the meantime,
Trying to guard cold with my bare skin.
I don't know why I am writing this, I went for just five minutes outside my house and felt the searing cold waves, and coming on to my desk I wrote this.
Deep Dec 2020
No one knows this joy and
Ecstasy on my face, but if I tell, will you
Hear? Like an
Anodyne you entered my life. You're the life-saving drug I need.
Deep Dec 2020
The ashes are once again fired
by four years of idleness,
Yet again I want to plunge in the
Sea of madness
Knowing very well the outcome.

I'm lost, my friends! salvation is not possible now,
Tell God! I have found a person to worship on earth.
Deep Dec 2020
If Laburnum is poisonous

Then its herb her kiss,

I could die a thousand times

If death ushers her scarlet lips
Deep May 2020
Sweat drenched bodies tangled snake
like, lips entwined like pair of swans.
One palm grasping the waist
Other holding the mound on chest
Like some ruthless dictator holding humanity.
Traverse on my body’s conduits, beloved!
Regale, relish, feast in its twists and turns,
And with your lips map the boundary
of your kingdom lying conquered in your bed.

With your mighty sword ravage
The territory of yours so long sealed,
Enter in it and let the din and moans to
not melt your heart. Be relentless
and unmerciful—press, pinch, bite,
Spike, goad, tease— make me beg then
Hurl like hurricane swirling in longing
and hunger, subdue only after taking me.

A night in your arms I want, beloved!
Gratify the five senses, bless me the bliss
of life this night. And with your
Measuring tape measure me inch by inch
Touch me those little places I haven’t
touched before, kiss me recklessly
And when you think its time enough
Then rain the seed of your love like farmer
Over my fecund body of field,
So that in time a flower of this
Night spring and wave and smile
in gentle breeze.

Only, a night in your arms I want, beloved!
A night in your arms is all I want!
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