Thursday, September 22, 2016

Is there some sort of magic @ twilight,  that one lusts for?

At this hour of twilight
If I became the night
Will you be by my side, firing up the stars,
Melting down your fingers,
 Into my naked skin?

Alas, i fear
For, you will hush it up
And, would moan for the moon
On a lunar eclipse night.

Copyright Ajay Pai 2016
Image courtesy: Pexels 

Monday, September 19, 2016

These dusky clouds,
Why do they appear thus?

Reflected once, her innocent face
which I had adorably caressed
At that point in time.

For now, they mirror her dark skin
and her dubious, ill-lighted heart.

Copyright Ajay Pai 2016
image courtesy: AJ's personal archive

Let us weave love: Don't you guys weave such a story, at times?

These letters tonight
have lost their magic
and, my poems their sheen.
Hey love,
Let's lock our lips
Burn our skin;
From the ashes, let us weave
A story of love making.

Image courtesy: Pexels

© Ajay Pai 2016

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Friction on our skin ignited sparks
Which went ablaze;
Slowly consuming our love
Turning it in a puff of fumes
Casually fading away into memories.

Image courtesy: Pexels
Copyright Ajay Pai 2016

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Stain of Sin:
Betrayal transforms passionate lovemaking into an act of Sin.

Yes, let me reveal
the smudged scar on my skin
Deep, rooted like a tattoo
Purple in color
the so-called love bite.
Once, reflected our passionate love.
Now, it is nothing but a stain of sin
which I am ashamed of.

© Copyright Ajay Pai 2016
Image courtesy: Pixabay

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Though you accept life as is with a smile, there are those who shed tears for you and cuss your dreadful destiny.

It is so bizarre
That I have nothing on me tonight
But a smile;
Let the sky shed no tears
Though my skin is on pyre
For, this is my destiny.

Image courtesy: Pixabay
© Ajay Pai - 2016