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Anita Sharma Poem
He smiles and gazed
deeper in my eyes,
nuzzling closer
whispering words
I want to hear
sweetest love
take my breath away
he whispered
have confession to make
million ways making me quake
fuming hungers
A desire a passion
we can share
A secret
burning like fever
softly calls my name
warm as summer breeze
beckons me closer
he whispered
let me enter
alabaster temple of you
sweet like ambrosia
worship deep
secret delights
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My first love
daddy my hero,
secure foundation.
thinking of you,
filled with love
feel protected;
sheltered by your care.
always my true god
you're always there.
place of honor
Deep within my heart.
my superhero, Daddy,
am your little girl
love you,love you so much
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Fly me to the moon
Lets leave the world beyond
So we are together
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Neel gazing deeply into Misha's eyes
intimate time of love
Misha is resting her head
dreaming in Neel's lap
wrapped and protected
warmth of his love
Neel caressing her head
loving all hived in his heart
over the ages after separation
sharing sweet eye lock
sat Neel and Misha
enticed by each others charm
relive those moments of love
Neel then puts his hands on Misha's
grips it in his strong one's
telling he is there
now together ever forever
Misha blushes as all this happens
sudden loud trumpet is heard
disturbs the peace of mating two
Neel took his hand off Misha's
she sits troubled on
why this happened
Neel other hand gets up on a fit
marching towards the place
leaving lonely Misha behind
a glimpse taken from my autobiographical fiction
SHADES BELOW (reunion of Neel and Misha)
Misha__me
Neel_majestic man of my dreams
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O Ahalya
celestial beauty
bloom like lotus
ivory red pink lips
supple like snake
fragrant like rose
A king Indra
a majestic man
radiant like moon
overwhelmed by Ahalya's
beauty like heaven
yes become mindless,
crazy like cupid
disguised as Gautama
sneaked in hermitage
eyes like stars
words like honey
lips like pink butter
O great sage Gautama
your heart pure like god
knew no falsehoods
penance like fire
O king of deities
you Sneaking in,
joined Ahalya in disguise
coupled and mating
drunk and sunk her deep
like wine
first-night wedding
she yet unaware
cold breeze
melting breath
she dallied in joy
thinking soul like Gautama
aah star embraced me
direct from heaven
hermit bloom like moon
whisper like magic
embracing soft
joy deep and long
sage a husband,
did not tarry
Gautama coming back
a deep mystic
same like sage man
exiled out of hermitage
Gautama anger like fire
ahho unwise Ahlaya
what you did
i curse you
curse like stone
Ahalya turns A stone
burning like fire
cold nightmare
a sin of lust
king deity was a liar
no stone age for him
he survived the curse.
after ages
RAMA kind lord
a god who crossed
seas to rescue wife sita
An Avatar,Tranquil,
pacific touch on stone
stone turned a woman
now sinless
Ahalya reunited
husband Gautama
Rama a true bliss
tranquil and calm.
His fronds brightens
While the lotus blooms,
waning raving hearts,
drowning in the bliss
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Sage Vishwamitra
deeper in penance
years has passed
never opened his eyes
sparkling like fire
penance like unconquerable
Indra, the king of gods,
horrified overwhelmed
steep spiritual rise of
tapasya would make
sage very powerful
even conquer heaven
anxious Indra sent Menaka,
a beautiful dancer of his court,
to earth break his penance
a celestial nymph
spiritual powers.
Youthful and vibrant
Viswamitra with his eyes closed
She sang, danced,
garlands of fragrant flowers
put them around
Vishwamitra opened his eyes
O beauty of heaven
your body shines
like a diamond flame,
a spotless beauty
alike the moon’s.
a black-eyed beauty
on the hill-top,
statuesque,
like a golden girl.
The hill, its creepers,
its bushes, all flamed
With the golden beauty
of the golden girl.
she appealed,
O chief of the majesty
your tapas is magnificent
O my Lord
surrendered my whole to you
marry me, marry me,
What worked once,
may work again
Sage felt lust and passion
well up inside him
saw her swimming naked
lake near the waterfall.
gave up penance to be with her
made love for years together.
Menaka had come with a mission,
but fell deeply in love
two shared a passion
experienced by none else
Vishwamitra came to know
Indra's devious trick
aware of Menaka's genuine love
therefore,merely cursed her
separated from beloved forever.
Menaka left for heavens
she was pregnant
a beautiful baby born
baby left at sage Kanva's ashram
to be continued..............
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lying down under the Lamppost
looking up counting on stars
its dark lonely midnight,
falling asleep dreamy night
he appears from the shadows,
Misha wonders, , , , , ,
stranger or friend?
he draws nearer
cold breath shaking hands
with a silver chalice.
she trembles with exotic fear
and turned aside
he smiled grasping the silver chalice
he came closer and whispers
choose me for life
he gazed like whispering words of love
answer with a sigh
looking into my eyes
Thoughts of triumph
flooding my consciousness
feeling my very existence
begin to slowly fade
stranger? ? ?
The lamppost above begins to flicker
casts a shadow over
his face my face appearing similar
lift my hand to reach the chalice
my arm is heavy,
The lamppost flickers faster, , ,
The wind howls
The breeze, soft and subtle.
fear looming out
The stranger disappeared
A lover appeared
humming a perky song
As he passes, saying
intoxicated by your fragrance
looking deeper into my eyes.
The lampposts flickers twice
love always shows the way, '
he said, Misha mishhaaaaa
ooh Neel my love my soul
you arrived in my soul when i am so lost
warmth of his love,
he whispered slowly love youuuuu
touching his lips with mine
million ways making me quake
fuming desire a passion
continued to walk the path
humming the same chirpy tune
holding hands all the way
until he disappeared from sight
ooh he set off at dawn
feeling alone shattered
I shall never breathe again
i shall never see another sunrise
You took my breath away
oh my heart throbbing with pain
Please come to me come to me
set me free from the pains.......
to be continued............! ! ! ! !
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Vishwamitra was enraged
how he been duped
by Deity King Indra
felt ashamed of
lost all the virtue
gained through years
after penance and asceticism
distanced from mother so child
got back to penance.
Menaka birthing queen melody
left newborn in the forest
Abandoned by parents
sage Kanva found
A baby girl
in dark lovely woods
surrounded in the solitude
wilderness by Sakuntas birds
therefore, she been named
Shakuntala
foster father
kind gentle
The Greatest Sage
wise illustrious ascetic
radiant Rishi Kanwa
shakuntala blessed by
fatherly love of sage Kanva
O father kanva
you are merciful
kind hearted
I bow to you
million times
banks of the Malini River
Shivalik hills of the Himalayas
Shakuntala's girlhood so blessed
roaming around
greenery of the hills,
accompanied closest friends
Anasuya and Priyamvada
Shakuntala grew up
salient alluring,
young woman,
radiated youth,elegance
clad in cotton robe
ornaments of roses
sweetest melodies voice
honey like sober
So gentle soft-spoken
birds and animals
woods drawn to her
surrounded by timid animals
often petting deer
bark-dress conceals
the splendid orbs
hermitage blooms like lotus
beauty and love
she Radiates with own brightness,
like an ornament
hidden in the duckweed
the lotus glows,
dusky scars
face of the moon
heighten radiance
thus Sakuntala's Beauty
only revealed Conceals
indeed,beauty lies in
concealing beauty
The monarch is young
handsome and brave
hunting lasted for days now
He was tired,
thirsty and hungry
stood with reverence
before the sacred grounds
Rishi Kanva’s hermitage
It was inviolable
Anybody here ?
echo came back
striking tentative heart
beautiful nymph came
simply attired
glowing with
innocence and charm
The king awe-struck
she queried politely
how could the Hermitage serve you?
O King ! I await your command
Royal king Dushyanta
soundly Atoned
singular beauty,
her sweet demeanor
O charming one
O amiable one
Who are you ?
faithfully
O beautiful one
Why are you in these woods ?
such beauty and virtues
Whence have you come ?
O charming one,
you touch my heart deeply
to be continued...................
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blue butterfly
dark night sky.
Crystal wings
dance of joy
Wings spread wide
make me beautiful
flying town
under bridge.
shimmery stars
gazing moon,
blue butterfly
dark night sky.
a dream
makes no sound.
can't be seen.
just flies.
flies to the moon
blue butterfly
dark night sky.
spectrum glimmering
dance on the wind
my heart flutters,
touching sky flying high
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he said Come,
stay with me.
be my girlfriend,
we shall dance and sing,,,
will give you flower ring
will fly high with soar wings
will sit upon rocks,
Seeing birds in flocks,
walk by shallow rivers,
ooh watch valleys hills and fields,
woods, groves and mountain yields,
nightingale singing melodies,
peacock dancing wings open,
squirrels giggling kissing,
deer hunting lover down.
will make flower bed,
million fragrant roses,
a gown made of Fuchsia,
pink blue slippers for cold,
a necklace of diamond gold,
he said Come
stay with me,
be my girlfriend.
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