Submissions by taito-10
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Aug 2015 10:21am
20th Aug 2015 10:21am
Other day when you unread all
There Was a Time When I Loved Alone and it was the time for A Change of Season
This Prisoner was breathing and said “How Hard It Is to Manage and change this Life”
How hard to live in and see Insight
The metaphor of life To Catch Butterflies and to be on the face of leaf and
kept on flying from this buds to that buds and
Kept On Compromising on Life
Other day you said a lot and then a long silence
'Cause You Know Only Dreams but know not
There Was a Heart that Burnt Out: Light
But know not The Wind, Too, Can Change the life with changed...
This Prisoner was breathing and said “How Hard It Is to Manage and change this Life”
How hard to live in and see Insight
The metaphor of life To Catch Butterflies and to be on the face of leaf and
kept on flying from this buds to that buds and
Kept On Compromising on Life
Other day you said a lot and then a long silence
'Cause You Know Only Dreams but know not
There Was a Heart that Burnt Out: Light
But know not The Wind, Too, Can Change the life with changed...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Aug 2014 1:22pm
18th Aug 2014 1:22pm
Who am I?
I jumped to my feet;
Went out of my room;
And asked
Who am i?
Tough question;
Who am I?
In fact,
My soul pestered me –
But
No one was there…
I looked upon me
And recognized my soul
That resembles
with you...
Went out of my room;
And asked
Who am i?
Tough question;
Who am I?
In fact,
My soul pestered me –
But
No one was there…
I looked upon me
And recognized my soul
That resembles
with you...
709 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Aug 2014 2:32pm
6th Aug 2014 2:32pm
caressing
I am using my index finger to softly touch your lips.
From there, I can feel other parts of their face,
and use both hands when they seem to enjoy that,
The great thing about this is that
Am doing it can in public,
since it is simply caressing
your soft palm.
From there, I can feel other parts of their face,
and use both hands when they seem to enjoy that,
The great thing about this is that
Am doing it can in public,
since it is simply caressing
your soft palm.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jul 2014 10:48am
24th Jul 2014 10:48am
It was 4 am past 10
It was 4 am past 10
You fall from the cobweb net
Like the tired insect
Got a free fall
On your bed
The switch was on
The machine still glowing
Green
The web was carrying your
Magical presence
But it was all false existence
You already have left the place
To sleep
For a feast of calmness
Nestled within your
Lone pink palm
It was 4 am past 10
The machine was still
Telling false
You were only on your bed
Opening the ocean deep eyes
Wishing gentle lips
To close ...
The hungry machine
And your...
You fall from the cobweb net
Like the tired insect
Got a free fall
On your bed
The switch was on
The machine still glowing
Green
The web was carrying your
Magical presence
But it was all false existence
You already have left the place
To sleep
For a feast of calmness
Nestled within your
Lone pink palm
It was 4 am past 10
The machine was still
Telling false
You were only on your bed
Opening the ocean deep eyes
Wishing gentle lips
To close ...
The hungry machine
And your...
801 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2014 7:23am
23rd Jul 2014 7:23am
I want to you be in my arms tonight
The Queen told the slave
Obey me
The slave did as was told
The queen wept in disguised
The weep of pleasure
Could not hidden afterwards
Cause the light of love
The beam of love torch
Made the Queen illuminated
Of lust and cum
The Queen said
“I think the storm is unending in nature
We were never got such at tempering our emotions for each other. Our passion
Like this before."
Slave told
Im staying emotionally all the night long
With you, when you will sleep
Seeing your closed eyes with happiness
...is...
Obey me
The slave did as was told
The queen wept in disguised
The weep of pleasure
Could not hidden afterwards
Cause the light of love
The beam of love torch
Made the Queen illuminated
Of lust and cum
The Queen said
“I think the storm is unending in nature
We were never got such at tempering our emotions for each other. Our passion
Like this before."
Slave told
Im staying emotionally all the night long
With you, when you will sleep
Seeing your closed eyes with happiness
...is...
799 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2014 1:11pm
22nd Jul 2014 1:11pm
By the time you read this letter
The night goes by
Drop by drop...
On my chest..
Two worlds of your lips dance
And Your face held in my familiar palms
On my skin
getting fire of your skin
Your lips sow
Urban fairy tales...
My moist lips playing piano on your
ribs , then going deep
Echoing your moan
And to dance and play inside
of your mystic rapture
again and again..
To scatter seed for growing
Our fantasy of tales
By the time you read this letter
I’ll probably be gone
The night goes by
Drop by drop...
falling stars
in the...
Drop by drop...
On my chest..
Two worlds of your lips dance
And Your face held in my familiar palms
On my skin
getting fire of your skin
Your lips sow
Urban fairy tales...
My moist lips playing piano on your
ribs , then going deep
Echoing your moan
And to dance and play inside
of your mystic rapture
again and again..
To scatter seed for growing
Our fantasy of tales
By the time you read this letter
I’ll probably be gone
The night goes by
Drop by drop...
falling stars
in the...
647 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jul 2014 1:11pm
21st Jul 2014 1:11pm
You're a sin *worth* committing.
881 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Jul 2014 8:15am
21st Jul 2014 8:15am
I am searching in space...
985 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jul 2014 6:52am
17th Jul 2014 6:52am
Where does Akash Stay?
Dear Priya
This is my fourth letter.
I hope all my earlier letters dropped in the box reached , but
The postman might have forgot to handover you,
The Postman might have used for his soulmate
Since i have not used to use your name at top
And mine at bottom.
This is again sending with no hope for reply
Yours,
Akash, Delhi
The letters were in the hand of Priya, all the earier letters of Akash
Were perfectly reached to Priya could remembered all the words
And discussion, in the first letter Akash,the bird watcher , talked...
This is my fourth letter.
I hope all my earlier letters dropped in the box reached , but
The postman might have forgot to handover you,
The Postman might have used for his soulmate
Since i have not used to use your name at top
And mine at bottom.
This is again sending with no hope for reply
Yours,
Akash, Delhi
The letters were in the hand of Priya, all the earier letters of Akash
Were perfectly reached to Priya could remembered all the words
And discussion, in the first letter Akash,the bird watcher , talked...
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