Like those daffodils

Which sway in the breeze

Swing me in your arms, girl

Just like those daffodils

swing me..

It was just the other day

Not so very long ago

You sang me a song of love

it was the day

 when those daffodils bloomed

Sing me once again

That very song, of daffodils

And of love, where the breeze

Sway us just the way it did

to those daffodils

Let us glow

Let us shine bright

Just the way a daffodil does

As you sing the song of love

Swing me in your arms, girl

 

Copyright @ Ajay Pai  April 28th 2017

Image Courtesy: AJ's personal collection

Let me tell you something
Mm, tell ya all somethin’
That something
Which will drive you crazy
You’ll raise an eye brow
Drop a jaw;
Listen ya all
Let me blow into your ears
This secret.
A cringing secret, a dark secret
A well-kept secret
but, my lips are sealed.
Hey, Girl
Kiss my lips, a wet saline kiss
And steal this secret;
Kiss me will you?
Else, I shall spill the secret .

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Originally published on October 26, 2016 · Coimbatore ·  on my FB page.

Steal a secret - A fun song that has to be sung with a tinge of naughtiness / Or, should the tone be of cockiness?
(I have edited this song umpteen no. Of times).

Copy right @ Ajay Pai 2016

Image Courtesy: AJ's personal collection

Statutory warning: Drinking they say is injurious to "Your" health (not mine) People in their right senses not to read this poem.

Hic-a-one, hic-a-two, hic-a-three

no, hic-a-four, no

and

stop, stop, stop

I feel ticklish

there’s a belly in my fire

and, I dance

tap-a-tap-a-tap-a-tap

and, I laugh

bu-aha-aha-ha-ha-oha-ha

and, there’s a belly in my fire

I plead to the girl

in the polka dotted dress,

to help me

arrange these words?

How do I fit my belly, in my fire?

she smiles
she swirls her polka frock, walks, says, I am tipsy

And, there’s my belly

And, the fire

I am jumbled

where do I fit my belly, in my fire?

Ah-Whistles-whistles-whistles-ah

I hear a bear in the beer

And, the beer says,

hic-a-hic

Hic-a-hic,

hic, hic, hic

And, a chic…chick

Oops, i'll come back tomorrow

to do the lines
As of now, i am just
hic-a-hic

Copyright @ Ajay Pai  4th April 2017

Image courtesy - AJ's personal collection

You've tied me to the wind, 

Crowned me with florals of thorn

Lashed me with your eye lashes;

Unshackle me, once

Let me carry you on my clipped wings 

To the cloudy skies of orgasm.

Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2017

A micro poem written on the Valentine's day.

Lolita, how shall I do you?

Now that you blew me a kiss

I'd breach the line of fire

Here, on the man's land

You were a taboo, until last night

But then, now we smoke -

The same sweltering breathe

Drenched in the red wine

Hey Lolita, how shall I do you?

I am scorching, crush me some ice

Let it trickle down

To the point where our desires encounter

Let's fuse into the heaven of love

Blow me a day, blow me a night

Let our whispers moan

To create a flawless match

And, this is how I'd planned our sultry night

Copyright @Ajay Pai 2nd April 2017

Image courtesy: Pexels

A song, narrating the way to plan your sultry night. ;) ( ensure you are above the age of 18 years).