Submissions by durai (Rie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Always dreaming...
Slips & Swipes
Between the
slips & swipes
of her tongue,
my
death & rise
circles!
slips & swipes
of her tongue,
my
death & rise
circles!
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FAKE
Whose fake ID
am I?
am I?
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Seeking Miracles!
It's a miracle
that everyone seeks miracle!
It's miracle
that they seek miracles
on facebook.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
on whatsapp.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
on everyday wake-up.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
in every dream.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
in every woman's body.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
in every boink.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
till their death.
It's a miracle
that there is...
that everyone seeks miracle!
It's miracle
that they seek miracles
on facebook.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
on whatsapp.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
on everyday wake-up.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
in every dream.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
in every woman's body.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
in every boink.
It's a miracle
that they seek miracles
till their death.
It's a miracle
that there is...
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Emptiness ...
It's the
empty moments
denying
my existence!
empty moments
denying
my existence!
599 reads
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Lies!
How many lies
between her thighs?
between her thighs?
697 reads
2 Comments
Smart Move
Deaf God.
Blind Priest.
In front of them
Being dumb is smart.
Blind Priest.
In front of them
Being dumb is smart.
640 reads
2 Comments
Erotic Glide
Slipped and
slipped again,
got my lips
bitten.
Flipped and
flipped again,
the pink colored snake
was creeping.
I slipped and
slipped again,
out of the
world.
slipped again,
got my lips
bitten.
Flipped and
flipped again,
the pink colored snake
was creeping.
I slipped and
slipped again,
out of the
world.
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Beast
The evening hue of your body
let a beast enter my heart.
Fine texture of the exposed skin
creates many fantasies
about the hidden ones.
With sweet words
I try to enter a beast
within you.
I feel no sin about it.
Such is your beauty.
let a beast enter my heart.
Fine texture of the exposed skin
creates many fantasies
about the hidden ones.
With sweet words
I try to enter a beast
within you.
I feel no sin about it.
Such is your beauty.
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Cursed Planet
Billions of galaxies...
Trillions of planets...
But a single planet
of a single galaxy
has been cursed!
The curse at its worst!
Millions of species
in this planet.
A single one among them
made all the damage!
Trillions of planets...
But a single planet
of a single galaxy
has been cursed!
The curse at its worst!
Millions of species
in this planet.
A single one among them
made all the damage!
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State of clarity
It was an usual noon time, filled with darkness every where. I stayed at my home's third floor with my unmarried wife. This is for your information, my home has only two storeys, third and fifth only. My wife was having a sound sleep, she must be tired of her long sleep yesterday. Her breath was making a sweet music, I looked surprisingly at her.
"My nose is made of bamboo" she said.
I felt little hunger, went to kitchen to see if there any food escaped her mouth for me. Her food plate attracted me, in which a few food particles were sticking. I smelled...
"My nose is made of bamboo" she said.
I felt little hunger, went to kitchen to see if there any food escaped her mouth for me. Her food plate attracted me, in which a few food particles were sticking. I smelled...
626 reads
Strange Dream
Had a strange dream this early morning. While enjoying the scenic beauty of a river, a few tigers appeared from the water and sooner surrounded me. One of the tiger angrily told me "I won't let you escape" & all the tigers were coming very closer. Declared this is the last minute of my life, I closed my eyes and started doing anapana meditation. I felt the closeness of the talking tiger, it finished me. Once I was finished, I got a SMS on my mobile 'YOU HAVE BEEN UPDATED TO HEAVEN'.
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Shelter
The shadow of my moustache
use to give shelter
for her tender lips
when ever they like to
get tired.
use to give shelter
for her tender lips
when ever they like to
get tired.
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