Quiet Love

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Silence speaks to me tonight, like I know not
For moments of laughter, and tears I know not
It whispers all through, in to the ears that hear
It speaks of all the moments, lost forever in haste.

It blows to my side, alphabets only I can recognize
It flew through the dry leaves, in whistles of magic
As the bird preach me alone, of romance in the darkness
The sadness of the road, today has a tale to tell.

A lanky persona falls in memory as I think of the moment
The one closest to winds breeze, of beats conversing alone
A moon whispered some intoxication into those eyes of thy
Uniting the sky to sing a poem, of love that was felt.

Looking through the stars, and trifling through the sand
We teased each other, through the lesson of friendship
A chemistry as of the angels, spoke through our stares
Before we knew, a tree shielded us, in that cold winter night.

Come with me, I said, as I took him through quiet lanes
With not a soul to be seen, I introduced him to senses
To read, what no one ever could, even when mind is crowded
He did it all, as he showered gratitude, with that one kiss.

No royal blood, we belonged to, nor of the uniting flames
Separation was our game, someday lost will we will, in woods
He was the popular one, I was the naive one
One day, we were the sparkling bond, emitting jealousy, to others.

His charm spoke, as I recorded it all in memory, in breaths
We conversed, of words and books, of music and movies
We spoke to realize, we were one in thoughts, with difference
Ultimatum gave our heart, in those times, when fingers intermingled.

Mysterious were his eyes, when they talked of hope, seeing none
I sought to just touch, the soul, hardened to the world ways
One day, It melted like wax, to fall on my feet, and thus begun
Destruction we called it, for there was no way, to return alone.

Once laying him in the grass, I read him the abstract dedication
Poetry heals I said, tears were all he could give, in embrace
To the stars, we sent our story, enveloped in our pains
Promising a visit, every time the pain was way too harsh.

We conversed, today, after all these decades of misery
In silent breaths, of what I could not undergo all alone
Of lives hidden in the moon, and those tiny stars of his
In the breeze I again felt his touch, speaking of his quiet love.

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Also Prompted @3WW, OSI, Sunday Scribblings, Carry on Tuesday, Theme Thursday, Inspiration Monday, Trifecta, Poets United, One Minute Writer, and The Sunday Whirl

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Words that Spoke

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I seek inspiration infinite
Berating the black character
Farewell to words I gave once
In the blankness that trapped.

Seasoned is the ink that flows
From the pen lying on desk
They for once take it upon
To rebuke me for all accusations.

The breeze flowing in from panel
Turn those crisp curtains hazy
I hear some mystic happening
Then the letters speak fast.

‘O insensitive human, rise
From the slumber you are
Read me, not just in books
But all around in space.

Bare your heart, and the soul
Let your body dance to music
That comes from the sparrow
Move your curves, flexibly.

Do not argue with me for once
Just feel me in your breath
Lick away the dirt that settles
When all you do is the right.

Be the wrong, be the nude
Passions runs deep within
Why not walk only for desires
Give squint look, to who disagrees.

Late you feel is your fate
But then life is still moving
Click some happiness around
Take the pain all in for smiles.

That tattoo on your body talks sense
Of the time when you lived on terms
You dictated to even the strangers
Now even the waters scares you.

Dive deep into the ocean
Intoxicate your self with vial
Let all that you hide within
Come out, even the hunger.

I am thirsty, like always
For you do injustice, to me
All that you scribble on paper
Is all that is demanded not felt.

Come on, O my dear homo sapien
I need creation from the depth
Soiled in blood, and in lust
Of  hurt, and sorrows .

I want you, traps I detest
Release from your own miseries
So once do not think, at all
Just write, in ink of love”.

Letters danced once again,
As I moved naked on sheets
With words that were mine
Dipped in love of thy.

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Also Prompted @Inspiration Monday, Sunday Scribblings, Theme Thursday, 3WW, OSI , One Minute Writer, NaPoWriMo and Poets United,