As Mer to Alex,
You are my person!
You have been there
When no one else was.
Those long unbearable nights
Spent talking to you are the best.
You have been there all the time;
And that is all that matters…
Long Island Iced Teas and You
I miss long island iced teas much
But not as much as I miss you.
Long island offers me everything
Someone could ask in a drink
In terms of quality and quantity
It’s more than sufficient.
But you my dear, you are better
than long island anyday;
You are everything anyone
Would ever want…
This one is for @laurenbrownmd and for her love for Long Island Iced teas and for PULSE. Because love will conquer any conflict it will ever face…
Pretty and you know it…
You are pretty, very pretty;
With those curly curly
Diamond studded silver rings;
Fitted dresses; thick frame specs
As regal as anyone can be
I love the way your fingers
Move over the keyboard
Floating and skimming
Without missing a stroke.
I know you are pretty,
And you know it too
And that is all that matters…
Purple Owl
Sitting Close to you
He was looking at you and then
At me for staring at you.
I wanted to come and talk to you
And take your number
We have so much of unfinished
Conversations to catch-up on.
But everytime I look at you,
I saw him staring at me.
Owls are wiser they say,
May be he is just protecting us
From each other, because
If we get together
There is no coming back…
Wine and stars…
Wine, the red one
Red, as hot as your lipstick
Hot, as steamy as you
Steamy, as curvy as you
Curves, as much I love of yours
Love, as unconditional as it can be
Unconditional, as the sky
To the sun, to the moon and the stars…
I feel it!
I feel the pain,
I feel the loss,
I feel the distance,
I feel the emptiness,
I feel the uncertainty,
I feel the numbness,
I feel the silence,
I feel the withdrawal…
Come with me!
“Come with me!”
She said after we kissed
In front of the railway station.
I should have planned this better,
I thought as I was getting the
Platform ticket. Can I still go?
As we settled down in the
Deserted platform and kept
Talking, she said
“You can still come with me…”
I couldn’t go; I wonder today,
Should I have gone?
Bed feels empty…
I can still see your contours,
Our stains and sweat on the bed
The pillow still has your clutches
The walls can still hear your moans
My fingers can still feel yours
There are hickeys all over my body
You left all these in a hurry
Leaving the bed and me empty…
Embracing the imperfect
Love embraces the imperfect
She said looking at me.
I wondered who embraced
Whom first? Then I figured,
It was US, together.
When you are in love,
One upon one makes
Three, sometimes four
Five if you are super lucky and
Imperfections disappear quickly…
Tangible
You wanted Us to be tangible
But we are thirteen thousand kms away
I still remember the first time
We spend the night together
Watching you sleep
The next day morning
Was the best thing
That happened to me
Oh, wait; it’s not that
It’s the dinner I took you,
When you came to visit me
Was the best thing
That happened to me
Oh, wait; it’s not that either.
It’s the tangible moments we had
Which are the best things that happened to me