Bondage was good for us.
"Master-me,
you are me taking me.” She was right,
I would lose myself in her.
She’s related to George Washington,
an unrecorded blood tie.
Her flesh is a sensual braille for shaping hands,
her unresisting art a deft choreography
of her once mute history.
We are deep sea divers
pushing against an erotic gravity.
Somewhere in another story,
an aged Washington
shoves his shriveled member
into another young black woman.
Should we honor both?
Dark is the page unturned.
Symbolically, in our own way,
we both took pleasure
in burning down
the Presidents fine white mansion
many-many times.
Categories:
unresisting, poetry,
Form: Free verse
A gull is tossed by high wailing winds,
then it lets its wings ride the storm.
Cliff top, we who watch under rain hats,
sway, and stare
strangely entranced by the sudden squall.
A certain sense of our smallness
in the greater scheme of things
comes upon us,
an acknowledgement perhaps
of our allotted place and power
especially the power
to roll with life's heaving seas,
and the wise choice
to fly with its winds
and not against them.
Categories:
unresisting, poetry,
Form: Free verse
an unclenched fist
unresisting
love’s gist is this
13-March-2023
Categories:
unresisting, love,
Form: Than-Bauk
HIS FINGERTIPS
HIs fingertips brush over my shy cheek,
Softly plethoring an array of wordless sound
Into the unresisting ear.
We two no longer strangers meet
In a tactile encounter where
The way leads meandering
Through in pleasure
To an unashamed portrait of paradise.
"Come, taste and see that it is good",
Indeed the nectar of a thousand blooms
Will not be as thirst-quenching
As the hidden walled garden we inhabit
For ourselves alone - an abundance
Of colour and hue invading our senses.
We linger in the centre of things,
To draw our feet into the pools,
Dreaming of new dimensional space,
Where the supreme authority that reigns
In quiet power is what we know from moment
To sacred moment,
The knowledge we possess gives us
A gathered insight into the heart of
Love with no go-between or intermediary,
Love without ending or beginning,
Love that touches the hem of the eternal,
Becoming one with it,
Love that is love personified,
Complete in every way.
Categories:
unresisting, for him, garden, inspirational
Form: Free verse
HOT CHILLI.
Dear Dinta,
You're the very flames of hell,
And I am an unworthy sinner,
Your's for consumption oh chilli pepper.
Your pose is like that of a beautiful snake,
A deadly mamba on the midday sun,
I am the careless foot,
Strike a bite.
Your smile is a lure,
Like bait on a twine,
Unresisting to a fish like mine,
Dangling, calling for just a bite.
For what crime do I deserve this fire,
Is it for the flat tommy?,
The dimples at both ends?,
Or the Everest behind that never rest.
You prove false to the saying that the glory of a woman is her hair.
I will count cautious the very beads on your waist,
Like an IMAM saying prayers,
Like a devoted catholic over his rosery.
There's a hunger in here,
And the diet is but one,
Far I shall travel,
For a dish like HOT CHILLI.
Categories:
unresisting, addiction, beautiful, dance, fashion,
Form: Free verse
Long the chains of the disease confined her
Weakening her already unresisting health
Too frail to live for tomorrow
Yearning for the ultimate freedom
Worsened by our dull faces
As we only watched with hopeful eyes of Azrael
But grandma was rather strong,
She kept going, day after day
The disease though unrelenting
Was ignorant of the sacrifices we made
But determined to the hope we held
Letting go, grandma suddenly surrendered
And we rejoiced in sorrow
Her lifeless face spotting a smile
Happy to finally receive this eternal freedom
Freedom of death.
RIP grandma.
Categories:
unresisting, death, grandmother, grief, irony,
Form: Free verse
Under Bryony’s Spell
We met by chance. She caught my eye
as I strolled idly ’mong the trees.
Her endearing smile lit her face.
We clicked; we talked; I stayed till late.
She was strong-willed and confident,
reflecting pure Pokémon breed!
Funny at times, her laugh tinkled
like a wind-chime in summer breeze.
I was under her spell, bewitched
as avidly she entangled
herself around me, coiled tendrils
vigorously latching on to
my unresisting emotions.
Soon darkness fell. We spent the night
within each others arms. Her greed
matched mine. Bryony and I, two
wild climbing vines entwined within
the blooming realm of fantasy.
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© 30th August 2016
Categories:
unresisting, crush,
Form: Free verse
In the manner of lovers
I embrace the dream.
In the nature of solitude
I cherish your desire.
It is an act without intention,
The cause remote;
And I am in the web of it
With all the others.
A little mad
With all this exotic experience...
Such a fine young woman,
Bemused and unresisting...
And a little mad,
Like the rest of us.
Categories:
unresisting, imagination, life,
Form: Idyll (Idyl)
The doors of time open
Swallow perspective down a light tunnel
We reach with full breasted might
To shadow what came before
Riding the backs of endless generations
Their hands woven in the soil
Featureless faces lifting atom clocks
Above the heads where centuries wash
I am dull plated, unresisting
I only exist where leaves breathe
Where crested waves lap their rhythms
And sunlight spins the groaning wind
Creatures have fallen to the lashing sword
Veins splash across petrified wood
The toil of metal cringes through paper
Minds are planted like seeds in the sky
Categories:
unresisting, adventure, art, history, imagination,
Form: Free verse
The daylight is dying
Twilight comes flying
Purple and crimson blaze in the sky;
The sun's in a rush
To part with a flush
And kiss the meadow good bye.
An hour for trysting
When you come unresisting
Precious and eager on hesitant feet;
Shadows disguise us
Rose scent to baptize us
Scenting our bed with odours so sweet.
We can't know the reason
Or the span of a season
But eternal the stars shine up above;
We never had sought it
We never had thought it
Were it not jeweled with the beauty of love.
But all is forgiven
By chance that has given
An hour for the transition of youth;
We never will know it
But our dream will now show it
Changing it all to astonishing truth.
The fireflies ignite you
My breath will delight you
Nothing will vex the passing of hours;
Come, I await you
Night is too late for you
Come while the dewdrops are kissing the flowers.
The wind of the night is
Fragrant with lilies
Touched by a moonbeam, kissed by the dew;
The garden lies breathless
Where love awaits deathless
Under the starlight, I'm waiting for you.
Categories:
unresisting, love,
Form: Rhyme
amorphous creeping, flowing fog
a living wispy presence
directed by Aeolus whim
searching for substance and form
to grasp and entomb
finds unresisting, sleeping shapes
in gray shadowed forest trees
reaching and waving
in the early morning cold
with gnarled fingers tipped with
a million tiny blood veins
frozen and waiting for juice
quietly, hungrily, the fog flows
over delicate linear, earth-tethered artwork
with a fine web of liquid glass
distant glowing half moon illumines
the reflective glossy lacy tracery
with a million reflective sparkling points
slowly the gray above turns
to light then royal blue
then shades of pink and orange
set the stage for an explosion
of brightest yellow as the Sun’s
brilliant glowing golden rays
refract the tips of an infinity
of tiny liquid-coated artful threads
I sit riveted in my wicker and marvel
at the wonder of Mother once again
Categories:
unresisting, nature
Form: Free verse
Some have this wrong conception of me...
being separated from society,
and it may seem strange or naive
that isolation is what I choose;
and they deride me with malevolence!
Am I someone so maleficient...
that they fear me so obsessingly,
or is there any other reason beyond that?
I fill up my spaces with words,
that aren't the fragraments
of someone's else voice...
which comfirms frivolity;
I come right in the open and declare them
with unresisting liberty..
and it would self-defeating, if I didn't seek fame
and stood out from others who condone originality!
People without wisdom
are prone to make mistakes,
to be so norrow-minded...not to see
their false image in that illusionary mirrow;
and their views are clouded by perverseness,
but mine are as sparkling and pure
as the clear waters of a wide river,
which empties itself into the untroubled sea!
I fill up my spaces with words so delightful,
that are an alternative to pain;
a-newly-found-cure for loneliness...
to be lifted up by worthiness,
and disregard what's so harmful,
insignificant and vain:
to be seen in the spotlight,
which seldom doesn't seem so bright!
Categories:
unresisting, inspirational, nature, people, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
I may never know your sweet kisses...
but that inviting,warm look
might make me yours;
oh,I dream of it a lot!
The many useless heartbreaks
are a continuation of tender delusions
I keep inside for some kind of hope;
you are adored by thousands of men,
and I am not one of the chosen...
still feeling like someone who's lost his grip!
I may never know your sweet kisses,
and 'though we are this close...
no night has us completely alone,
no morning greets us with the dazzling sun;
I patiently wait,consuming my desire...
'till it's too weak for me to be the charmer!
If my delusion keeps me from reality,
I'll take it out it of these unpleasant dreams...
to feel rejection as another word of sympathy;
I could be as unresisting as you,and care less
and have many women sorround me, too...
but will it be different and still feel so true?
I may never know your sweet kisses,
the ones you waste on others;
perhaps you were never meant to be mine,
because I have given in too easily
and trusted in you so surely!
I may never know your sweet kisses...
don't ever imagine I'll be alone!
Categories:
unresisting, lost love, sad, song-me,
Form: Ballad