words of the heart

When you see me, your eyes light up, you smile
Your smile sweeps me off my feet, I love your style.

Your eyes touch me with a look that makes me blush
You tease me as my cheeks turn red, flush.

I clothe my soul with your warm gaze
This cold night, I glow with your blaze.

The heat of your touch is like a fire that burns
Leaves me with a verve that wants more, yearns.

As you clasp me in the warmth of your arms
I lose all sense of time, I give in to your charms.

A rush of blood as my heart pounds, flips
As I taste the love on your lips.

We don’t need words to say how we feel
We stamp our souls, hearts, with love’s seal

killing it

putting my heart where my pen is
a piece of me in black and blue
emotions inside , waiting for release
splash of sentiments, of every hue
my pen has become my mouth piece

tongue tied, seen but never heard
withdrawn, shy, I am an introvert
buried in my books, I am called a nerd
frustration, negativity, I did convert
notes quivering like song of a bird

writing helpes to ease the pain
liberation of pent up passion
calming my senses, tranquility gain
fashioning a poetic creation
flowing ink, an emotional drain

I can see the writing on the wall
I have taken the bull by the horns
In life’s promenade I now walk tall
pathways maybe strewn with stones, thorns
I no longer stumble and fall

quintain Sicilian


The eye of the night,a nocturnal delight
Shimmering, scintillating in her white gown
She rides the night blazing trail of silver light
To consort with her lover Endymion.

Rendezvous in a cave on mountain peak
The bliss of eternal love, the lovers seek
Fifty daughters to them born, olympiads
Fifty months called the Menai, myths myriads.