Reflections

My mother placed me in an educational institution when I was five, and I remained in one ever since! However, much learning is available away from organised set-ups. Sharing experiences is a wonderful human activity.

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Mysteriously Beautiful......


MYSTERIOUSLY BEAUTIFUL.

A multitude stars that graze along the Milky Way,
Cannot say thanks as many as I may.
For now that the novelty is bare,
Far more the craze becomes so fair.

Ten thousand thanks should be declared,
A welcomed future is there to be cared.
Never before so much zest and pomp,
Did the two found solace and great romp.

The little Venus hilly country spot,
Hiding away the meeting lot.
That hides away between the apex shot,
In an eager and slippery slope.

But when all seemed peaceful and calm,
On the plain a thunder bolt did come.
No wonder the tempest upset the coloured scene,
That seemed so far so joyful and serene.

No reason, no why or what,
As a babe knows not in her tiny cot.
But beggars is said they cannot be the choosers,
Is boldly written for age-old losers.


For even when the tiny bird sought shelter,
She was gladly taken in for an intimate dweller.
Unsatiable thirst and passion,
Both manifest in excellent dual fashion.

The young alert and ready for more,
The partner never to fail as ever before.
Though not as far as one would wish to feel,
But no regrets ever nourished, expressed, denied or weal.

Handsome Venus in all its glory,
Is closely matched by a warm and fleshy story.
The fable narrates the button nose,
That fits in a picture of beauty rose.

And when the sharp attractive eyes,
Look purposely so close to unfold the tangled ties.
A warm mouth houses a quiet but fiery tingling tongue,
That knows to limit the bounds of whatever had sung.

Unfurled, jet black long shiny hair,
Depicts an inviting picture so close to share.



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