The dictator
He moved ahead leaving a trail Of incomplete poetry And then jumped on to other paths Where he was able to leave Incomplete Articles, sketches, thoughts, And lots and lots Of priceless creative clutter. He left behind Words that could have been friends Or leaders or lovers They could’ve given the world His world A...
Change
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Inner Voices
There is a lot to earn if you learn To let in art inside your heart And never rush, for you may crush Or just scramble everything apart! You get thematic if you’re mathematical And never sick if just physical But remember that every member Of an actuary can’t act theatrical! Poetry, we know, is...
Shadows Never Evolve.
I’m sure you’ve never heard of a shadow behaving intelligently though they love to appear in deep thought! They peep out when they ought not to curiously caress people make worlds seem darker and rush over words without reading a bit! Now what I don’t like a bit about shadows is that they’re never still....
Not here. Not now!
Not here. Not now! Give me a notebook, then I’ll write Else there’ll be no creative bite! I have no laptop, I can’t write Just give me that and then I might! Its always time for something else Theres always time for something else… Up and down moments I’ll walk To eat, to read, to...
Don’t say NO to making new friends!
Don’t say NO to making new friends! You open any page of any book and you’ll find something yet undiscovered by you something that you always wanted but never knew what until you stumbled upon that book and just opened it. Unlock secrets, climb up to ecstatic revelations walk into cellars of truth unafraid, pick...
the kiss
the kiss let cupid tantalize as chocolate to caress, linger dancing drunk holding naked tongue devour voices whisper fresh aching hunger entwined goddess-like share and celebrate glistening dreams together! Poem by Arvind Passey 23 August 2010
Frolic fever
Frolic fever come, we shall explore passion forever drenched in the moist remembered perfume of embrace-soaked mornings Poem by Arvind Passey 23 August 2010
Romantic Cuddle
Romantic Cuddle play a wild song fire another rhythm listen like a true kiss gaze between love and lust touch heady aromas gift desire all evening Poem by Arvind Passey 23 August 2010
Dinner with God
Dinner with God haunt fantasy squeeze through time mate life with soul clutch delicious promises hand wine some music then fly out to find joy! Poem by Arvind Passey 23 August 2010
Have fun, do what your heart says
Dedicating this poem to all those who dare to give something unique, something new, something out-of-the-blue, something that isn’t created to conform… It is always a battle between winning and losing getting and not getting reaching and not reaching It is always a battle between despair and repair sorrow and consoling What no one knows...
Some times, some things, and some words together
Sometimes joy comes meandering through words in a poem Sometimes truth floats in like a shimmering mirage that dances Sometimes you can read a few stanzas and feel life as it is lived by others Sometimes one smile rolled in a cursory touch satisfies you Sometimes a few moments of solitude are enough to fill...
