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Jai Garg Poem
On the pan she cracks on the edges
Flows in her white gold love rashes;
Wet to oil, bottoms turn up in fumes
Sigh, sizzles to burns in her top cues.
Hot as roasted, spiced in cheekiness,
Crusts within the silky ceramic lust:
Fingers feel cling to the push shove
Tongue melts into lick, flip; lip sucks.
Molds fold with in the hardness cuts.
Aroma breaks the churning of beats,
Touches to heap and urge the squeals
Lifts and drops akin to the greasy eel.
Life is passion in word promises
Beauty in metaphors is my trust.
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2008
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The moon light streaks through the clouds in magic,
A golden haired in voluptuous posture
Resting on the rock merged to the green sea,
Beckons me; bewitched I climb down to her.
In innocence I kiss the open lips,
A half fish as I see her now responds,
To shed her curse as I moan to her touch;
Changing to a maid her legs play to kick.
Clouds begin to disperse I see the smile,
Wish with my heart she be mine forever.
She pulls me into the cool calm waters,
Whirls, cradled in her arms, we dive deep below.
Body spins, lungs cry for air as I cough,
Her mouth meets to capture my breathless lips;
Life explodes I swish my tale with hers,
Swirling we surface holding each other.
By the rocks my clothes float lifeless;
Never to break the true code of silence:
Prompt:-
“The greatness of art is not to find what is common but what is unique”
- Isaac Bashevis Singer
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Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2009
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Twists and turns plunge her in the stately beat,
Elbows on hips she taunts her body in heat,
Drooping curls cascade to her swirling session,
Tenderly she dances with stars in passion.
Purged moon reflects her magical elegance,
Low light plays with her smile in the naked romance,
Shoulder taut chides musical perfection,
Body language flaunting total seduction.
Incredulous vibes of virtue in locked eyes;
She jingles pleasures my heart and I sigh.
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2009
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Surrender to rhythmic initiations,
Moan and groan with accusations,
In foreplay rushes see passion release;
Intoned rumble in her fermented pleas.
Fulcrum strokes in the crazy display,
Freaked-out embedded techniques?
Rapture tunes these percussion beats,
Anticipation bolts in delight of thrill meets.
Love squeals in her ecstasy shrieks,
Quivers torment the resonating geeks,
Smitten desire bitten and tweaked,
Brimming lust probes petals sweet.
"G" flows on high in the heated pitch,
Pulse and quakes in the drum stick glitch,
Bewitching thump and the hard kicks
Drum-rolls tenderness to my tricks:
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2009
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Each limb plays to the dynamics of motion
in static vibration the virgin flower
awaits cravings within the tattoo touches
and surrenders to her animal instincts.
Wild fingers douse her with raptures of pain
tricking off curves with aspiring lines
provoking flood gates to drip with quivers
as the lycan-beast over power's her whim.
Together they are flamed with insane desire
bursting, buckling with energy and passion
toasted with love enjoys her total submission
reaching out for the skies in her moans and cries.
Within the split second her potentials change
for she bursts to burn to the fluid kinetics:
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2012
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A daring striptease,
To begin the rabbit hunt,
In our mutual joy;
Agog nipple breath fire,
To eventuate free suckles,
With active desire;
Abuse you to bite,
Kiss blend caress all over,
Raw initiation;
Ache for my wet tongue,
To satiate growing hunger,
In the love strikes;
Every piece licked,
To unwind new pleasures,
From twin petal lust;
Accosted juices mingle,
To fascinate ardent twist,
With in the quivers;
Adored sensations,
fingers to fist resistance,
In nature's talent ,
Adrift with passion,
Captivate you to my joy,
In our pure delight,
Touch you and provoke,
Each surrender with relish,
To our ecstasy,
Feel you all over,
As you yield to my magic,
In the bellowed peaks,
Pound you wickedly,
Baby the way you enjoy,
To wildly ride me;
Behold you to crave,
Unveiled climax with moments,
In lewd raptures
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2010
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A dry thirsty day quenched by the approaching night,
Those leaves shed under the gale of a light wind,
Nervous squirrels peeping through their green abode;
Nature playing havoc on a depressed soul.
That creeping thought of an unforgettable past;
An over powering urge for the same mutual love.
The brown crystalled eyes and a vague gentle form;
Alas! all lost in the midst of a lashing tide.
The pale sky and a deep red horizon,
Slow encroaching darkness over the drowning sun,
A shimmer of light from that stagnant pool;
The last remains of a sunset view.
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2008
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A bacchanal cachexic by right
Gnathonic felicificative zoetic
Juxtaposition to inculpate yaff
Hysteresis ellipsis languescent.
Wyrd querimonious tenebrose
To rusticate palladian malison?
Dealbation kleptomania usitative
Sanguineous abattoir in nihilism.
Obsecrate vesuciate xerophytic
So that existence may evolve!
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2008
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Inclement weather stalk the horse riders,
Unprotected they move with the street traffic,
While the stormy clouds play in the backdrop,
Teasing the cycle rickshaws and the tram cars;
A touch of adventure in body move,
Seek yellow metal trail to the valley,
Wish to camp on river beds panning sand,
In the gold rush with pure lust for quick wealth;
Followed by the outlawed treasure seekers,
Living of the land in their killer’s joy,
Gun trotting masqueraders on cold tracks,
Heat up the riches race for a lion’s share.
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2010
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Limitless as it plays in its macro structure,
On the nano level breaking new theories,
Is the big Bang an illusion of infinite design?
Reality, an illusions of consciousness to our existence.
A foray into an unending process to define the divine?
What of the God particles from a collision course?
Reinvent bench marks in our formulae formations?
Would the constants hold with the ground breaking rules?
It is the beauty of nature and the infinite will;
That aid concepts and create illusions in our being!
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2015
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