Category : Poems

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Irrespective of the real stance 
now I am accustomed to your 
mischievous dreams.

I feel in the darkness 
the waves of your vibes,
The beatific leads of your 
raunchy manipulations,
That rare flames raising 
hot goosebumps,racing 
through my briny waters.

As you cerebrate ducky 
I grasp the tremor of
towering eruptions.
Your slushy continent 
grants me easy access 
to cloud nine plateaus.
Your bathetic words 
prodding and nuzzling 
my reticent apartments.
Your featherlike touches 
write quivering limericks 
into my torrid corpuscles.

At times we are walking 
aside the maroon sunsets 
flannelled by weary silence.
Sometimes we go across 
each other with not any 
trace of acquaintanceship.
Off and on we loaf about 
unfamiliar metropolises 
hands and minds entwined.
At times we pass an eye 
over,with subtle impatience 
shamming as unintentional.

Disregarding the realness 
and reckless of the unrealness 
Now Iam knowing the score 
of your nightly unveilings.