So slick, so brown, baked and bright
colour and flesh, bordered by voluptuous curves.
You’ve made praises of you beyond a man-made stuff;
on you alone, craft, art and sexuality, together mold.
Your every action, movement and word
are sprinkled with little erotic flakes.
The provokers of nature-bending desires
cling unto your waist like colourful beads.
Chocolate steams coming out of your inner refuge
give sweetness like pieces of sugarcane in coconut water.
Converting every attention towards you
to the longing of a voracious chew.
Heightened temperatures and senses make any soul cough
when seeing your bare carrying soft elements so bold.
Sight of you is honey for passions so tough,
they consume, exaggerate breath sounds and never grow old.
Sketches of you even from amateurs are never rough
and the layers beneath your skin are the purifiers of Gold.
Matured and serious young adults have faith in love
but to your passionate affection, I’m a complete extremist.
Categories:
provokers, emotions, feelings, i love
Form: Romanticism
Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 15
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in Hindi somewhere around 1965-70.
Editing and English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.
Hindi Title ‘Madan Dahan’ 15
Proud entered in Cupid's mind
Cupid would remain unsatisfied,
With world’s sensuous pleasures,
Passion had brought him here,
On the evil path of destruction.
Deprived Cupid* could not bear,
This lonely meditation,
Far from the common reach,
Amid the high snow peaks.
Thoughts emerging in Shanker's mind
How his weak human beings,
Would be able to save the society,
And respect and honor in life,
From the degraded sin provokers.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 6th May 2012.
To continue…..
Protected under the copy write provisions of Poetry Soup as per US laws.
Clarifications:
Cupid* Madan- The Indian name of Cupid.
Shanker*- Other name of Lord Shiva.
Categories:
provokers, inspirational, hindi,
Form: Epic
So it’s been an average day
Nothing good, some bad
Is that what we salvages say?
Officer pulls me over at the Kangaroo
Says our tail lights out, wants to search the car
Well do what you choose
Officer’s asking for death
So things aren’t going well
Given no warrant, how long will I hold my composure?
Only time will tell
Will my violent thoughts lay cold in exposure?
Officer, again, pulls me over 2 miles down the road
Maybe this time I’ll take off a load
Shines his light in my window,
just in front of smokers paradise
Obviously these provokers don’t care about life
Officer’s asking for death
So the past ten minutes ain’t been chillin
I used to be a server, I did the clean dealing
Waiting tables ain’t but a legal way of hustling
It’s just another day, no fussing
So at a stop sign we stop, take this right on campus
And what do you know, more blue lights
How funny the boys in blue decided to stamp us
Says our license plate was out
Sworn citizens holding true lies
what more is this about?
Officer’s asking for death
Categories:
provokers, art, death, life, death,
Form: Free verse