Lost in the sea of emotions,

is my sense of belonging.

Yet, I assure myself,

to fish it out someday,

from the depths of time,

To help pacify my soul,

Of my urge,

of being desired.

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Wish I am dead tonight,

to be reborn

from the ashes of the past,

more vibrant,

where my shadow

become

a

companion,

rather being spooky.

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 To quantify my love for you

Is what I’ve failed, My love.

All that I’ve known is -

braided we are,

for a lifetime.

 Look past through my emotions,

Take a peek into my soul,

All you'll find

is the Connect

we have,

from time immemorial.

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I belong to his clan,
Himself  the divine, the charismatic,
He's my religion.

His childlike smile,

soothes 
turbulent minds.

His soothing touch,
rejuvenates 
the lifeless.

His blessings,
uplifts the fallen.

I, once the fallen,
bow at thy Lotus feet,
seeking solace.

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Image courtesy : AJ's personal collections

I held you close and became your shell,
I gave you my color,

Made you beautiful.

I know one day you’d be free to fly,

And find your wings a whole new sky,
Seek new flowers to spread the colors,
Join new wings and fly high.

Amidst your flight, my dear Lil child,
Will you remember this old Lil shell?
Alone I would be and gaze to see,
The beautiful wings of my butterfly.

All that makes my world would be,
A gaze of you in the beautiful new sky,
A wink of smile, a flutter of love,
Is all I need to keep me alive.

 © 2015 Rekha Mallia (Reserved)

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A beautiful emotion of a Mother, intense, very well penned by my College mate and neighbor, Rekha Mallia.

She blogs @ Rekha Mallia and her FB page is https://www.facebook.com/rrmallia

 I've been wondering why,

My life a withered bloom,

I had barely blossomed.

Alas, am  blown down,

Smeared are my petals with dust,

Gazing at the sky, I lay.

Ripped by a gentle breeze,

 To a land far off am taken,

Away from my fragrance.

I wonder,
is it an act of God?

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Scent  of lust swarms into them,

Love challenged by lust,

Lust and love entwined.

Tantalizing  foreplay, 

sensuous massage,

the nail strokes, the pinch,

play of the tongue,

And 
a whisper of sweet nothings.

Their craving for lust bites,

rhythmic thrusts,

blooming moans.

They lay entangled, drenched,
in each other's arms

caressing ...

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They ask me, 

How are You?

I am fine, thank you,

I reply.

Unsure,

if they've noticed

my lifeless eyes,

the pale smile.

I am fine, I repeat

My voice feeble; 

-pause-

vacuum creeps in.

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The clouds, the dark clouds

Of illness

Still hover above us

Wellness, a falling Star

He wails, for he's scared 

Terrified are his eyes

Solace he seeks

from those thorny drugs

Unsure about his destiny

I  stand brittle

With a plea to the holy angel

to keep him healthy.

December 10th, 2015 - Exactly after a month of the previous illness, Ishaan, my son is hospitalized the 2nd time.

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