She touches herself
as he had explored her
reaching in places
he once brought to life
the memory of his touch
those whispered love songs
as their bodies merged
in a symphony of their own
vibrates her entire being
aching for that magic again
for him to stake a claim
and take her as his mate


Unexpected surprises

Some times as if by luck
we meet the nicest of people
those that go out of the way
helping people out of situations
with little self gain
and such rare species they are
it is difficult to believe them
to let go the perpetual doubt
lest we are taken advantage of
for the world is overflowing
with more takers than givers
nothing comes for free here
not even all year round discounts
but some days magic happens
at the oddest of moments
leaving you baffled
not knowing what to do with it
having hardly met generosity
but I believe
it is more than a coincidence
like an unexpected present
to make us believe
their still remain things
that we ought to be grateful for

The Road


There was once a road..
An imaginary wonderful road..
A magical road..
It took you where you wanted to be..
Whether to be with someone..
Or to be just yourself..
Or to be something besides yourself..
Anything was possible..
Anything was achievable..
When you were on this road..
Then sometime along the way..
this road started disappearing..
Slowly but gradually..
One by one..
Things became difficult..
Things felt impossible..
And then I realized I had finally grown up..
Became an adult..
And not in a better sense too..
So sometimes I let things go..
To be a little crazy..
To be a little childish..
To still believe in the magic of life
So that that road does not vanish altogether..

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