You came as an Ocean but starved me keeping my lips dry

I fell on the sands and dragged myself through the dust and willingly fell on the water to remove you from me.

Welcome again,
My dear readers, I hope you all are doing great. This is a poetic musing about love and the quenching thirst it generates despite you being wet. This surreal juxtaposition is often filled with glitters that are not all gold. This is about falling in love despite being left thirsty earlier. Hope you, guys love this poetic muse, Thanks!

Yours dearly
Kallol Poetry

I fell on the sands and dragged myself through the dust and willingly fell on the water to remove you from me.

I have my fair share of dark poetry, so trying a bit less dark theme today. Poetry should not always be about pain, utterance, and deterrence; it should also be about beauty, sparkles, and shining night flies but with substance and realism; but pre and post-good and bad instances are also a choice. Anything about poetry should be about celebration, as because of it we can cry, break boundaries, run like wild horses, and head to lines, lanes, and cross limits that are not marked. Ask and question everything, express desire, and fly as light as the wind travels and feel the beauty of who we are in reality.

Waiting

Like the craving that we felt,Halt and look at the dreading faults.In Crevices, and darkening devices,I felt me in you like you touch my inners.

I shiver like a lost serenading princess,Wanting to have you with water and bones.Seeing you emulate my interiors like a jerker,Of lurker in your dreams eating vanilla cream.

For you are chocolate dangling in cream,Of cashews and berries spilled from above,And I the softer tissue gifted from abode,You say to be a Princess, I become one.

For if there is one taste I want,The taste of your sweat and not in haste.As your eyes of a gazelle pierce through me,Lay its heads and hands want to touch, trap

Harp onto my extremities, like a curling clothAs I unclothe myself for you,The skins gel and dwell,Like a strong harping sound,

Let me spiral like a caterpillar of your cocoon,Let me dry and taste your passions all persisting,Endearing your gentle as you thrust beside me,Of all that it wonders and framing genders………

Of the nights we stay, lay and carve our bodies, swelling and shrinking in passion, of heavy hearts, ideas merging forces cacophonies all dusted and tested.

For you came running to merge, interlock as stars of the cosmos, eyeing to be expansive like the multiplication of multiverses came into you to be one, our love expansively rotates while rising, leaping and running till it never cease to stop……

Still Waiting

I came all alone, with no part of you with me.Praying to God, as the cosmic forces shattered,Shrinking and lurking into a deep abyss,In the whirlpool of black holes.

As the forces expand it took you,Away from me, heap and leaped,Took you to stars and night skies.Of all the things I regret.

I missed our dance, as it was the last chanceI had to enhance, recklessly conjure,Your ecstasy and beauty,All of it feels like we are roaming starved souls.

I demand God to take my soul for rentAnd let me vent, for dark clouds appearSuck me in, let me devour with youIn cradle and hazy view, of tears and letters.

For I said what I felt, to run and burn as I hustled with fire amidst sands, as I fell down and dragged myself through scratches and pain, the sand particles cut me deep washing my skin off of your scent.

And, as breathing flourishes, I take a deep dive into the oceans. Falling to be with you, all pure it is that comes after, for I will be washed and cleaned after……

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