Your memories are enough for me I will store them in the dark corners of my mind Where no one can see. I knew you will disappear Like a cute dew drop;  The brief sojourn with you Is enough for me, For, you will be with me always As an invisible friend By my side always. What will I do when you are gone I have often wondered. I knew you're going away Would happen anytime. If you had thought why I was aloof with you That is...

My crumpled bed in the day RemembersThe musty odour of our night's passionateLove makingWhen our bodies twined togetherLike salacious serpents mating,My pillow pines for your soft cheeksYou brushed against it in half-sleep,A single red rose in a white vaseWaits for your breatheTo add sweetness to it. Inanimate things these areOh! lovely girl, think of meWhose eyes have gazed onEach and every luscious curve,And tasted all...

I squeeze rose petals And pour the juice onYour shaven mound,And watch the dropsTrickle down between yourPetals, which are rosier Than the flower I crushed. I smell the open lips And taste them.Ah! How well the rose juice and your own have blended. Ignorant people say I Am a fool to worship flesh.Tell me if it is wrong to worshipThe Unknown?For, has any human languageDescribed the smell or tasteof a woman's skin?

A glance, even a reluctant one Cast my way,  How long has that been? Seconds slide inexorably along Like hours and days. Many look at me and  Their eyes pierce holes in me, Burning and scalding. Can't they ignore me? Let me wallow in loneliness, Forgotten by time too.  Let me freeze and wait For your warm glances To melt me and bring me  Back to life and time.