Lost my strength ,have neither patience nor control ;
All my dreams are about being in your arms
They have now become , my abode !
Though I know you are mine
But away for some reason unknown ;
I long to reside in your arms
And feel the pleasure
Am sure you too feel the high
That is now in proportion with intoxication ;
Elated I lie , in extreme elation
Swept by emotions and diminished control !
You my life , tell me no more words
Neither feel triumph while I sigh ,
Nor pout your lips at me
It might lift from my heart
the meaning of pleasure,
Pleasure of being out of control !
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beautiful
ReplyDeleteLovely as always, Alka!
ReplyDeleteHi Alka,
ReplyDeleteWow, that was a good read.
"am sure you too feel the high , that is now in proportion with intoxication."
And intoxicated is precisely what I feel after reading this poetry.
Great use of words and emotions. :) :) :)
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reading you after a long time, very nice lines :D
ReplyDeletelovely !!!
ReplyDelete"Nor pout your lips at me
ReplyDeleteIt might lift from my heart"--awwwiii...these lines robbed my heart!
Here after a long time. As usual reading your poems is a pleasure by itself.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem!! Lovely pleasures! <3
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