Everly Yours
The smell of the winter ends,
Still adorn my nostrils.
As I remember sinking into your words,
struggling to hold my senses still.
It was long after the days of fall,
My heart withdrew to take consent as it skipped a beat.
And in summer you bashed in and to your welcome, I was softly melting.
Humidly on my physicality as you heated the lust of love, I wonder if you were aware of how dearly your winter quilt warmed me up.
My love, it is for the times we spent and for the times we await, together for togetherness.
If ever a chance is granted upon my greedy self, I would go back to meet you a little sooner than we met.
To live a little longer in your arms against the time's consent, for I only desire to make this love better instead.
And with pleasurable guilt of our shameless love, let us be summoned into sweet life imprisonment.
©Pakhi
30.08.2020
#review #poetry #pm
The smell of the winter ends,
Still adorn my nostrils.
As I remember sinking into your words,
struggling to hold my senses still.
It was long after the days of fall,
My heart withdrew to take consent as it skipped a beat.
And in summer you bashed in and to your welcome, I was softly melting.
Humidly on my physicality as you heated the lust of love, I wonder if you were aware of how dearly your winter quilt warmed me up.
My love, it is for the times we spent and for the times we await, together for togetherness.
If ever a chance is granted upon my greedy self, I would go back to meet you a little sooner than we met.
To live a little longer in your arms against the time's consent, for I only desire to make this love better instead.
And with pleasurable guilt of our shameless love, let us be summoned into sweet life imprisonment.
©Pakhi
30.08.2020
#review #poetry #pm
Bittersweet Love
Sweet softened brown piece of choco hardly melts to dissolve, hesitant it is to address my half-filled strong liquid in the cup.
Nor honey neither milk resists the florissant combinations to immerse but this little rebellious block,
It waits unless the loving fancy silver smears it right on the walls warm clay cup.
Here now let me stir it into unison with its dear partner, and feel their passionate mating on my tongue.
©Pakhi
02.07.2020
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Sweet softened brown piece of choco hardly melts to dissolve, hesitant it is to address my half-filled strong liquid in the cup.
Nor honey neither milk resists the florissant combinations to immerse but this little rebellious block,
It waits unless the loving fancy silver smears it right on the walls warm clay cup.
Here now let me stir it into unison with its dear partner, and feel their passionate mating on my tongue.
©Pakhi
02.07.2020
#review #poetry #pm
My beach
I feel the waves blue,
my eyes closed to feel your hues,
to reminisce your essence.
You hold the sea still,
In the depth of your eyes,
In your hallow voice.
Just like the shells on your palm,
Glittering dimly to the sun,
Shelters the sound of the shore.
I miss the haziness of you,
Your expression intentionally exposed,
And your spontaneous emotional flows.
You are the sea that inspires me,
To look up at your vast horizons,
Hoping for our subliming souls to unite.
©Pakhi
30.12. 2020
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I feel the waves blue,
my eyes closed to feel your hues,
to reminisce your essence.
You hold the sea still,
In the depth of your eyes,
In your hallow voice.
Just like the shells on your palm,
Glittering dimly to the sun,
Shelters the sound of the shore.
I miss the haziness of you,
Your expression intentionally exposed,
And your spontaneous emotional flows.
You are the sea that inspires me,
To look up at your vast horizons,
Hoping for our subliming souls to unite.
©Pakhi
30.12. 2020
#poetry #pm #review
CHRISTMAS STAR
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
CHRISTMAS STAR
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
NO ABSOLUTION
I wonder if ever the space feels lonely,
If lands feel invaded from time to time.
What if the sky feels too full?
Find me a black hole feeling empty tonight.
I want to meet the dessert that feels dry,
And greet the cold snow with warm hugs.
I want to hear the wetness of the rain,
and feel the heat of the sun on my face.
Tell me there's nothing perfectly fine,
That the bloody time is at fault.
There's always a reason for what you are, and nothing can absolutely be wrong.
©Pakhi
20.01.2021
#pm #review #poetry
I wonder if ever the space feels lonely,
If lands feel invaded from time to time.
What if the sky feels too full?
Find me a black hole feeling empty tonight.
I want to meet the dessert that feels dry,
And greet the cold snow with warm hugs.
I want to hear the wetness of the rain,
and feel the heat of the sun on my face.
Tell me there's nothing perfectly fine,
That the bloody time is at fault.
There's always a reason for what you are, and nothing can absolutely be wrong.
©Pakhi
20.01.2021
#pm #review #poetry
Feel my palm rubbing your cheek,
My forefinger brushing on your lids.
My thumb tracing down your nose,
And touching your lips at ease.
Feel my forehead rested on yours gently,
And my nose touching yours with love.
As I lean in to breathe your exhaled air,
To feel assured that you are close.
Why do you still feel like a daydream, Honey?
©Pakhi
20.11.2020
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My forefinger brushing on your lids.
My thumb tracing down your nose,
And touching your lips at ease.
Feel my forehead rested on yours gently,
And my nose touching yours with love.
As I lean in to breathe your exhaled air,
To feel assured that you are close.
Why do you still feel like a daydream, Honey?
©Pakhi
20.11.2020
#pm #poetry #review
DARE TO FEEL
Would you dare to feel?
The worst of worse,
The dark morose
The naked insults
And wayward force.
Such a life so vile,
A faithless dutch
With shallow smile
And mindless smirks
Voidal passion
Cold fire burnt
Saturated sweeteners
With poisoned cores.
The wasted words,
And useless vocabs
The voices unheard
Would you mind to explore?
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
Would you dare to feel?
The worst of worse,
The dark morose
The naked insults
And wayward force.
Such a life so vile,
A faithless dutch
With shallow smile
And mindless smirks
Voidal passion
Cold fire burnt
Saturated sweeteners
With poisoned cores.
The wasted words,
And useless vocabs
The voices unheard
Would you mind to explore?
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
DARE TO FEEL
Would you dare to feel?
The worst of worse,
The dark morose
The naked insults
And wayward force.
Such a life so vile,
A faithless dutch
With shallow smile
And mindless smirks
Voidal passion
Cold fire burnt
Saturated sweeteners
With poisoned cores.
The wasted words,
And useless vocabs
The voices unheard
Would you mind to explore?
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
Would you dare to feel?
The worst of worse,
The dark morose
The naked insults
And wayward force.
Such a life so vile,
A faithless dutch
With shallow smile
And mindless smirks
Voidal passion
Cold fire burnt
Saturated sweeteners
With poisoned cores.
The wasted words,
And useless vocabs
The voices unheard
Would you mind to explore?
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
MY VANITY
The stars, they are bright,
But under my bed, is the darkest night.
Tell me why tonight,
These ink smudges seem to smile.
And there the graphite smears,
It smirks as if clouds ready to burst.
O dear I don't like rain, I exclaimed.
Why this night seems so wry,
It makes me so worried.
Stupid how stupid,
This reality is so vapid.
Now I conspire to bribe,
These elements of life.
Here is my vanity,
In my prolonged bubble of insanity.
Let me just stagnantly reside.
©Pakhi
19.03.2021
#pm #poetry #review #selfmuse
The stars, they are bright,
But under my bed, is the darkest night.
Tell me why tonight,
These ink smudges seem to smile.
And there the graphite smears,
It smirks as if clouds ready to burst.
O dear I don't like rain, I exclaimed.
Why this night seems so wry,
It makes me so worried.
Stupid how stupid,
This reality is so vapid.
Now I conspire to bribe,
These elements of life.
Here is my vanity,
In my prolonged bubble of insanity.
Let me just stagnantly reside.
©Pakhi
19.03.2021
#pm #poetry #review #selfmuse
ALL I KNOW OF YOU
Was love supposed to be this?
When my arms,
All stretched out
But never reach you.
And my hands,
Stays deprived
Of holding yours.
My finger shrinks
In desperation
To touch your skin.
While just my body,
Confesses its needs
Shamelessly without denying.
My poor heart sits lonely
Releasing bubbles of
emotions in a sigh.
Till my helpless
mind rides the high
Intoxicated of you.
And your thoughts
Blames my stomach
Of sheltering a zoo.
This is what I know of love,
through the year and a two.
This is all I know of you.
26.08.2021
©Pakhi
#pm #poetry #Review #poemforhansen
Was love supposed to be this?
When my arms,
All stretched out
But never reach you.
And my hands,
Stays deprived
Of holding yours.
My finger shrinks
In desperation
To touch your skin.
While just my body,
Confesses its needs
Shamelessly without denying.
My poor heart sits lonely
Releasing bubbles of
emotions in a sigh.
Till my helpless
mind rides the high
Intoxicated of you.
And your thoughts
Blames my stomach
Of sheltering a zoo.
This is what I know of love,
through the year and a two.
This is all I know of you.
26.08.2021
©Pakhi
#pm #poetry #Review #poemforhansen
Ever After
How long will it last? They ask,
Maybe this verse would suffice.
He, like the morning sun,
Would continue to shine.
I, be the most-awaited,
Full moon fortnights.
Till the day love stops,
To lure a poet's mind.
And the brush of an artist,
Falls deprived.
He, and I, shall never part,
Till our souls decide to die.
And the love must go on, and on,
Ever after our demise.
26/02/2022
10:20 pm
©Pakhi
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How long will it last? They ask,
Maybe this verse would suffice.
He, like the morning sun,
Would continue to shine.
I, be the most-awaited,
Full moon fortnights.
Till the day love stops,
To lure a poet's mind.
And the brush of an artist,
Falls deprived.
He, and I, shall never part,
Till our souls decide to die.
And the love must go on, and on,
Ever after our demise.
26/02/2022
10:20 pm
©Pakhi
#review #poemforhansen #lovepoem #pm