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As you whispered in my ears…

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As I opened my eyes

half asleep and half awake

I knew I heard a voice

I knew it was you

But I know you are not near me

From far beyond my reach

you whispered my name

I wished you were near me

and humming in my ears close to my cheeks

nestled on my face…

where I could feel the prickliness on you unshaved face

your tiny little eyes..popping out

looking at me and smiling

I wish I could be holding your hands as I drift myself into a deep sleep

Now I know that my dreams are just dreams

I wish to survive this breakaway

like the kite cut off from the string

I might fly off, but will remain twisted in a branch

for you to find me….lost and weird

Our journey is never ending.

It goes beyond one’s expectations

the journey of my lifetime

to fulfill my dreams with you.

You awakened the ‘me’ and am all yours forever

Forever…is too small word to say….yet

As we look into each other, the forever is like night and day.

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Moving with tide

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As the sea washing the pebbles on the shore

wind whispering in my ears

the sea is tangling my hairs

and untangling my emotions

the pebbles are hurting my feet

yet the water is fondling the pain

the vast blue ocean is giving me the flow

I felt like am moving with the tide

like a boat which is going nowhere

but just floating in the ocean with the tide

the emotional turmoils which I cannot take in

I washed off with the sea

discovering where did I belong to

I felt I was barren

as if I was dried out

the sea was nourishing me

the whole me was changing

I felt like a plant grown out of a parched surface

I felt moist and my mind enjoyed the newborn placidity

the new me escaped from chaos and clutter

escaping from mediocrity I was enjoying the new turn-ons.

The invisible hands that caught her

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A sprawling layer of tea plantations around her.

All she could see through the misty surroundings was the vast stretch of tea plants spread across the land in front of her. She stood amidst it watching the fog covering the plantations and circling her. She felt lost in the mist.

It was like a soul was embracing her. A soul from an infinity carrying the fragrance of a wonderful aroma from the far end and perfumed with the spices of the south. The smell was like a drug to her, she felt she was all carried away to the west somewhere far beyond her thoughts could go.

She felt the invisible hands cuddling her and whispering in her ears. A welcome song to the enormous world of nature.She felt the need to spread her wings like the butterfly out of its cocoon and fly away.

The invisible hands held her hands high up in the air, slowly lifting it as if it was asking her to fly .. and fly away. The hands were powerful, the force was a great push, she couldn’t resist the thought.She felt like being invaded by the soul from the far west.

The winds were strong enough to wipe her off her feet and take her away. She stood there watching the marvelous mist encapsulating her body. The view became blurred as if she was blinded by the mist.

But she was enjoying the soft layered mist around her.The ambiguity and the uncertainty were having the greatest gravitational pull than the real life which she already was living. She couldn’t resist the push from the invisible hands. She knew she cannot fly, as her wings were already cut off, but the dream to be on her own was leading her.

All she wanted was to be free.

Free from all the worldly possessions, be like a butterfly fly around from one flower to another. Spreading her eye-catching beautiful wings and fluttering around the gardens of love and just love ..kissing every flower blooming in the spring, playing with kids in the garden guiding them to the enchanting nature and one day perish herself in nature.

All she wanted was to be free from all the tangles.