Protected: The Stage : A Love Story

Let Me Find.

In the search of satisfaction I think I lost my happiness,

and the essence of purity

committing more mistakes than corrections,

Losing a day Now,

And Lost a Day yesterday,

And Also lost many more days before yesterday.

These are preciously important Days of my life.

What’s Wrong?

Where I am?

What I am doing?

Why I am doing?

Don’t know

Don’t have any clue.

I am Lost,

I have more flaws now,

Yes Not Appropriate,

And also weirdly imperfect

But

How to stop ,

How to fightback

Tell me

I need your help

I really need your help.

To fix things back,

To Swipe out the dirt,

To Find the same space,

And Vibe

Let me find,

The same Person Again

Always smiling and always shinning.

There After a Decade..

Okay ,Good Evening Guys !

so I visited the same place. Same temple and clicked the photograph with the same pose. Which and where I was exactly 10 long years ago,
this time to celebrate the 5th birthday of my niece, Janvi.

But now, it has been me and only my family not the one who was with us 10 years ago with unofficial permission.

Like everyone says time flies.
I accept it. Time flies and the situations do change.
Smile remains there but question is about the genuineness of it.

It was not easy to do but did to show to the world and the people around that everything is fine to me now. And I am above such sentiments.

Deep down, silently my heart being the usual human heart was pumping at a speed more than the usual sprint of a horse.

I Asked to click images randomly so that I could have the best one in the gallery.
But not even a single PIC was good to have. As the smile was fake and my eyes where not ready to face camera, may be heart was not liking it and the face was not supporting my forced Instincts.

Everything there was same to same and I recalled every single moment of mine there a decade ago.
Be it roaming everywhere around there with wheels on my legs, playing stupid pass time games or even captivating energy for some useful work and some how bringing out that WE moments in between.

The roads,The people, the ambiance, the staying rooms, the Temple and of course the God.

Yes I have been a teenager by then and very very care free monk.,with some good etiquettes which I still have,by being real and raw sometimes at heart.

But this time. I have been quite silent matured rather say changed version of mine,
silently observing everything what was there then and now, also my little eyes went for some tearful ride as well when was alone as I have been mostly by being with many with a reason and with a purpose more personal.
10years ago, never thought about this visit nor the circumstances I am around with, never felt that I have to face such realities in love with hate and cheat.

Forget about it.

I really feel that it has been heavy on my heart at that moment but when I rethink about the same I feel good about it. That overcame my very own created barrier. And surpassed this hurdle.

Anyways ,
Happy Birthday Janvi(Niece).

Thank you

Love to sleep over your Lap

Lap…

I love to sleep over your lap,

I feel so calm,

Also sleepy..

My worries don’t haunt me anymore..

And I am not the same insomniac ..

Also, I don’t have headaches..

I feel so good…

Chilled and relaxed..

I feel free to breathe,

All my tensions get vanished..

Yes your Lap,

similar to my mother’s lap,

the warm and soothing Lap..

Lap ,

just love to sleep over your lap.

Let me sleep over your lap.

The Last Love Letter… (Linked)

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https://wp.me/p83UZy-1o

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love her!

I want that Tight Hug from you..

Just a Gentle Push towards the wall,

And Hold me Hard,

Yes, Harder than an air lock,

I have been waiting for you with all my heavy breathes..

Yes I am sick , & Uncomfortable,

the doctor advised to sleep and sleep for at least a week,

Look I painted my nails with Red colour…

And coloured my hair as well,

Similar to your favorite Hollywood Girl,

Sleep Again ! – An Erotic Poem

I want to sleep again, as you disturbed me in between,

yes you rang ,

you stupid alarm,

we were at the peak of our love, yes you rang , you stupid alarm.

let me tell you what the dream was,

I can remember that it was very dark and he hugged me tight,

we were tumbling this and that way of the bed,

Yes he kissed me with some lusty passion ,

sometimes at my lips & sometimes at my hips,

I really love that noisy smooches,

like I swallow my long sized noodles,

Love that chocolate coated over my lips, which he tasted with some bites.

yes I wanted it again and again ,

Of course I love that sheer passion, as i was about to die with pleasure and pain.

Yes I want to sleep again to watch the same dream again,

And this time I don’t want you to disturb,

As i want to finish the remainings.