The pleasure is all mine

I see u yet I see u not,
talk to u yet talk to u not,

for fear, my love
may come to naught

my aching heart doesn’t understand

ur coquettish art,

it throbs to ur tune,

waiting for ur boon.

stars no longer shine above me,

dark clouds hover above me,

but whatever u r,

in this rain, though am in pain,

the pleasure is all mine.

A pleasant encounter

I stood under a tree
watching a bee
that danced with glee
at a flower that offered
her honey for free

A rustling sound distracted me
I turned to see, it was She
our eyes met, my heart leapt
her smile let my mind drift

her entrancing touch, an ecstatic kiss,
caused in me ripples of bliss,
wish we were frozen in time,
intoxicating it is more than a bottle of wine

Ouch! an envious ant
on a jaunt, ruined a reverie
worth an eternity
all in a flash to face my wrath

I looked up to find her gone,
an inexplicable ache tugged at my heart,

but the busy bee still danced with glee
at the flower that offered her honey for free

A star from afar

Beneath the rippling waves of every kind,
I had a glimpse in my mind
of a woman so lovely,
she's almost holy.
May be I am too lonely,
a mere reflection
of my longing self,
thought I with a sigh.
But there she was
a star from afar
growing bright
by every night
within me and without,
to love and to be lost
in herself within myself
to time and to the world.