Learned Today

Being slave of an intellectual is better than being head of fools.

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She was never alone

She knows him from the age of five, when she joined the primary school she had been friend with him. But somehow she had to change the school and go to a new state which is 400km away from the place where he lives. They had been friends for three years and then she left the place with her parents and he never realised that she is gonna be his future girlfriend.
They never shared the letters and the lives they are having at their end. He was just sad for few days and she seem to be unhappy of this farewell.
They were of same age and they know that they will meet again. She started her schooling there and she never mingled with those pupils on the class. She never felt she won’t get such a friend like him anymore. And that made her mind to be alone at times but her heart always been beating with his memories. That’s was not really a farewell though.
They had turned 15 and he has met an another girl, and her name was Shivani, she is such a heavenly creature of the God, and the beauty of  the creation God ever did.
He knows that’s just a infatuation and he never looked for any love, and still he is not loving anyone.
Shivani cared him so much, she liked everything about him. But she didn’t know Anjana is still in his memories.
The day has come and Shivani is not ready to loose him anymore. She looked on his eyes and said she love him so much.
But his thoughts were not ready to accept any love for now. He tried to forbid and it turned out to be a failure. She chased his heart from the dreams to the real life. They started dating and he started liking her.
Anjana returned to the place where she met him 7 years ago. She started looking the places where they played together. And she doesn’t know that she has a shocking scene.
She turned and looked at the bench below the Neem tree,Shivani was kissing his lips.
That made her eyes wet, but still her heart beating more than before.
She walked towards the house,yet she is not alone.

Did you forget?

the days we walked on the shore,
the waves that shipped us ashore,
our legs entwined together,
we were busy to gather-
the sands on the lip of the sea,
our eyes force us to foresee,
the future of us ahead,
the responsibilities on the head,
did you forget?

titillated moments,
resonated moves,
the lips sing the song of love,
we lay naked to the sky,
our parts tuned to rhythm,
the lyrics of our lips,
the musings of the bodies,
the crushing of the skins,
the rubbing of the thighs,
making a loud sigh,
did you forget?

V day- The reminder of Love

The reminder of our love,
A day is not enough to express,
The universal truth of souls,
United in karma and in heaven,
Our beloved persona,
Will long for everyday to express,
The moments and memoir of kisses,
We will make another event of love,
While our flushes stroke against,
We will forget the moments,
To make a moment to remember.

Why do I write and read poems?

We all tend to have taste of reading something like Thriller, Comedy , Adventure, Erotic, Romance and so on. And my taste of reading poems does really mean a lot to me.

First of all , the poetry is an absolute form of writing which makes the reader to get a conclusion as he expects. We have not to read for hours and to know the story of the book.

It just makes us feel the point rather going around the bush like a story.

I don’t like to write in pages of what I want to say, and that makes to put in poems and I feel that makes me write in quicker possible way I can.

Share me if you too like writing poetry.

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Carnal Knowledge Under the Moon’s Curtain

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the breezing salty air,
melting the hearts,
trembling bodies of arts,
trying to make a pair,

hands and fingers are caressing,
the love waves of the sea is singing-
the melodies of your moaning.

moonlight is mounting on your body,
making shine of lovely fondling,
behind a silver screen of nature,
we stand, tug and hug each other,

as long as the night is on guard,
we are making love of fervour,
let the moon shed her shower,
we will be wet all over-
with the drizzles of our pleasure.

Love is a medicine

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Medicine of the soul,
nudges us in abyss
a suffer that longs life.

முதல் முத்தம்

நேரிழை நெற்றியிடை
செங்குருதி புனல்போல
சின்னதாய் ஒரு சிற்றோடை
வழியுதுபார் அன்பே
உன் நெற்றிப்பொட்டு வியர்வை !