Showing posts with label passion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label passion. Show all posts

Friday, August 7, 2015

Mesmerizing spandanam



Seri Seri, I will tell you
How much I love you
Seri Seri, gonna show you
Ocean is really blue

'Suryenetorcha, I say
O yes, its true
Suryengetorcha, everyone loves me
But I love you too'

Nanu ninanna preetistidini.
'Nanu ninanna preetistidini too'
Too much of preeti - it seems
Aah! The pleasure of woo.

Mesmerizing spandanam
Loosing senses - anandanam
Aah! The pleasure of pain
dancing in that falling rain.

Ninanna eyes eyes to my surprise
are full of love
on fall on rise
Aah! it is devine
Ninanna are so mine

Ondu world, Yeredu we
Lets be one. Lets be free.
Ondu we, Ondu world
Our own space, so preeti - curled.

From erede to tie
you seem to be my
but every atom of your skin
feels like mine.

From eyes to lips
the journey is fixed.
You - me, we - high
Kashup and together bye.
Bye to those realities
in real - dualities.

Ondu we , Ondu world
Muttu it needs - muttu World.

Banni in my soul 
banni in my spirit
banni to my world
be one with my spirit.




Written by - Mystical Wanderer

Saturday, July 25, 2015

In chaos the passion lies


With your silhouette on mah face
I get so amazed
Hypnotic magnetism of your shadow
Drools me on in cold meadow
There in frills I race with the wind
There so damp I become with warmth
It feels like an ocean around
You n me – only sound
We float in the water
So happy n astound
Penetrating inside
In thrilling rounds
Soft and hard
In various sounds

Man without mind
Is animal only
I love these moments
Where I don’t use my mind
But just be
Where we are animals
Together to astound
Hii animal.
I don’t think.
I just love you.
Its beautiful
To flow in music
The rhymes of union
Melodies of inner sounds
That’s intense man
‘some fighter jet’
Fuck! That’s so trippy

Imagine the peace of walls
Of history and melodies
That transcendence into history
Stories of freedom
Victories of being free
And that’s our trip today
Songs of history
The time of beginning
Of theatrical history
The game of touches – not touched
The play of lashes – unbrushed
The giggles exchanged
The game of many range
Which is so beautiful to be true
Dream like – nothing in lieu
‘smile which can go miles’
Life of heart
And life itself
Together they laugh
Together go red
But the eyes are different
They have to be true
To make them united
With double view
exchanged -comes happiness
together- comes laughter

These moments are so special
We are so happy
We never know the future
It is better that way
But these moments are special
May they remain
Always – this way
Come what may
This moment – gonna remain
The same way – the same way
And this is special
The love n passion in it
The happiness in its beauty
in abstract – we lay.

Wanna love you till we die today
Wanna be loved to live together this day
 The aggression of the moment
Is happy in sway
Aah! The passion
Is intense
In its own way
Let it flow
From the brim
Play it
The drum – your way

I love to kiss your smile
I love the dark child
The wet caress of your net to mine
Themoist taste of warm breath
That twinkle in your shy eyes
Passion in centre fluttering high
Or maybe the steady hold of them
Right on my lips
The screaming towers
‘bursting with Joy
Like the blooming flowers’
Petals high
Like those collars
On a creamy pie

Life is beautiful
Never better
Life has fun in it
Desserts for starter
Joy and laughter
Roller coaster
Together we jump
‘Mountains and boulders’
Together we flow in rivers
‘Our Glasses go dry
But lips never stay dry
They always wanna be high’
Erect yet shy
‘there is no fizz
When you kiss with bliss’
In chaos the passion lies
In jumps n shrills
In soft melodic hills

Every moment together
Is full of passion
Exchanged glances
Kisses in fractions
‘every action has a reaction’
Come lets act
‘in slow motion’
And then get high
Wild not shy
Electronic vibrations
Gothic noise
Growls and purrs
Shade of night
‘Some quick bites
To feed lust,
Hunger, passion n  harmony’

‘I have never met a girl who writes
You capture every moment
Rather every thought
You are amazing’
Its you who make me amazing
Together we create
Hell lot of amazingness

‘WOW
Kissing is such a beautiful thing
Some crazy guy had said’
“lovers souls meet on the lips” ’
WOW! What a line.
Next time you shift your home
Shift it near my side’
Will you come n stay with me
Will you make it your home?
Aah!! I will think about it
I will drag you to mah home
Will take you in my arms
Till then n only then
You think it all.

Written by - Mystical Wanderer & 'Mystery Man'

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Your kiss is so powerful


‘Ouch’
muah
‘Your kiss is so powerful’
Muah muah muah
‘Aah! Now it feels better
It reacts immediately.’
Aah! Is it poison by nature?
‘No! it is pleasure by nature.’
That was a good line.
‘It comes with the company.’
It comes out of the company
We are eating ice under the sun
‘Awwww!! Too late’
Take a Kash & give a spun.
‘Take another its more fun.’
Pass it on my man
Its over light it
‘Here you go enter Light’
Exit is a dark tunnel.
‘There’s hope for a sight of light

at the end of the tunnel.’
Three dots I would say
For you never know the end
sky falls at time
Time measured in sand.
‘Sending the sand
Will go on till the end
Who keeps count of the STONE!’
Yeah!! Get stoned!!
The stories get formed.
Lovers get fawned.
Get stoned! Get stoned!!
Till the woman moans!
Get stoned!
‘Respect it when Statue becomes Idols
Some become DOLLS & Some become Masters!’
Yeah! The lovely hierarchy!
Upside down – its same – a pawn!
Creations and destructions
Kisses and bites
Vaishnavs and shaiviks
Smells and sights.
‘Deep insights & desire with fire
Live life for Glory!’
That’s a story.
‘That’s a true story.’
Like the word itself – a story.


Written by - Mystical Wanderer & Mystery Man




Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Kiss & Kash

'Its now or later
How does it matter'.
Oh what a good line!
'O balls!'
Hey!!! That’s actually a good line.
'Its now or later
How does it matter
Air or water'...
If not a poet
You are a philosopher for sure'
'O yeah!! Saint.'
And I am the devil.
'Its good v/s evil.'
And you are the good and I am the bad?
'I wanna know if you are happy or sad'
Come on my man! You are not that bad.
Infact you are the best.
'This is what makes me mad.'
Oh! I love the mad you
Its so fucking normal
N I love normal abnormally.
'And those eyes that make me fall in love crazily.
And you fucking made me do that
It was insane – your effort.'
Aah!! It was no effort.

The wine is on brim
Ready to spill
The silver touch
That soft clutch.
'And I love the smell of her hair'
And I hear  those distant bells
The touch and song
The blast and thong
This is the first time
Spending a time writing
Aah!! On sand these writings flow
Yet words they always go
Through centuries of time
Past n next lines
KISS & KASH
The music goes
Kiss and kash
Highs n loves
Through curves of jelly
Kissing brim of horizon
Drowning in dark visions
Of games of feather
Kissing teather.
'The kiss gets colder
On the shoulder.'
The thrill gets warm
Right on neck
Siren with sticks
Alarm with a head
Meditative warnings
Morning yawnings
The soft keyboard
Below the neck
Flowing with the flow
Soft and low
Misti in nature
Dream like nature
On a swing on sea
Sits she with he
He pampers her hair
drenched lips everywhere.

Written by - Mystical Wanderer & Mystery Man