THE DESERT SANDS

Particles of dust,

penetrate my skin,

as I wish for you to do,

the same to me.

Rub against my tender flesh and

make me melt in your heat.

Magnified a hundred folds,

under the sun..

The temperature rises and

YOU burn ME..

My skin tingles and

breaks into goose flesh..

SENSATIONS triggered by

YOUR HOT TOUCHES....

ITS DARK NOW..

and the raven curls

of the night beckon,

to unravel my mystic folds

and reveal myself..

Dark in Your DESIRE

for Me on the SANDS....

NOTHING CAN DESCRIBE MY FEELINGS FOR YOU..

Nothing can describe,

the way I feel for you.

Your love is warm and precious,

Your heart so pure and true.

Heavens angels brought me,

To knock upon your door.

To give you all my love,

To keep you wanting more.

The special bond we share,

will guide us on our way.
To a perfect life,
where dreams come true.

What more can I really say....
We were brought together,
never will we part.
Your my special gift,
Your my shining star.

I'll love you unconditionally,
With all my heart and soul.
I'll never break your spirit,
I'll always keep you whole.

LONELINESS

You walked up to me
Looked me in the eye
I knew you were going
far away from me..
If only bodily....

My palms got sweaty,
My heart skipped a beat,
At that moment I knew
the feeling of defeat.
What could I do?
What could I say?
To make you stay????

I could not bear to let you go
but I had to..
far away from me..
for your sake and mine....
We needed each other,
but we had to part....
Oh!!why did you have to go
so far away from me????

Moments pass like ages
You are not merely a memory
But THE ONE I will never forget
I'm breathing in the breath
of my being with you
every single second....

Music in my head,
like a slow melody,
haunting me..
I miss being with you
in your arms
I am trapped in a feeling
of sheer loneliness.
Dug myself into a hole..
YOUR HEART beating
inside MY BODY,
while you have taken
My SOUL....

A SWEET ENTRAPMENT FOR LIFE

My love, I have tried with all my being

to grasp a form,

comparable to thine own,

but nothing seems worthy..

I know now why Shakespeare could not

compare his love to a summer’s day.

It would be a crime to denounce the beauty

of such a creature as thee,

to simply cast away the precision

God had placed in forging you.

Each facet of your being-

whether it is physical or spiritual

is an ensnarement

from which there is no release.

But I do not wish release.

I wish to stay entrapped forever.

With you for all eternity.

Our hearts, always as one....

@Fun Republic

EYE TALK

My eyes filled with your beauty
My heart full of your thoughts
I aspire your friendship
How can I tell you all this
as silence is the language I know

How can I stop your looks
which are stealing the words
I have in store for you
How can I save my heart
which are drowning in your thoughts
How can I survive
with your lovely thoughts surrounding me.
How can I speak
with our eyes doing all the talking
I pleade my shivering lips to bring out words....
the silence is eating up my life....

BRING ME LOVE!!

This poem describes the true feelings of people who love each other so much that they are willing to give the ultimate gift.



BRING ME LOVE....
-Kuheli Roy.

Bring me to his paradise,
a feeling of within.
Naked to his loving eyes,
caressing me with sin.
I long to feel his softest kiss,
upon my dampened skin.

Bring me to his paradise,
and let our bodies meet.
The trickle of the rain outside
would shower us with heat.
I wish to be his fantasy,
and make our love complete.

WET!!!!!!!!

Sometimes just the thought of someone can stir up emotions in us when we least expect it.And that is when i put up my thoughts on this blog....















WET!!
-Kuheli Roy.

Wetness does not always pertain to water
in an ocean, river or lake;
Sometimes it refers to how I feel
when I remember your embrace.

I only have to think of you
to remember me in your arms;
My legs quivering, my mouth moaning
I have fallen captive to your charms.

I long to feel your body on mine
to know the taste of satisfied love;
To lie quietly in your arms
we fit together like a hand to a glove.

You are the sweetheart of my life
you are my one sure bet;
You never have to wonder love
YOU can always keep me WET.....

TO WANT....

There is so much that two people in love share, and the feeling is beyond compare. If you share of yourself with your love, you will in return, get the blessings of closeness. When you love someone and want to be in their life, it is a simple but all encompassing feeling.

TO WANT
-Kuheli Roy.

I want to be your companion
and walk hand in hand,
your strength enveloping mine.
Autumn leaves falling,
scuffing feet and laughter,
sharing nights,
not finished by the dark.

I want to be your confidant
as you pen your deepest thoughts,
as your heart-aches bleed
and finally break free.
Your dreams, I keep as if my own.
I want to smile as you smile
and giggle with you at nothing at all.

I want to be your lover
and find the passions that move you to action.
I want to be the softness that induces you to trust.
I want to be so naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please you.
as if there is nothing more.

I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner too,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed, its true.
Your strong arms,
the legs that power your thrust,
your lips of pleasure,
the fuel of my desire
no it is no secret, my love,
and to put it very simply,I want you.....

The Magic Of Munnabhai!!

I had been to a local theatre to watch Lage Raho Munnabhai two weeks ago with my friends.Though i had certain expectations of a good movie from Lage Raho Munnabhai, i certainly didn't expect myself to come out of the theatre..INSPIRED!!

Only the most cussed will deny that the two Munnabhai movies are very good indeed.The first one came out two years ago..and the second..well..two weeks ago.The script is tight, the editing excellent, the music catchy and cheerful, the dialogues hilarious, the choreography with lots of colour and the movement..superb.The message of Gandhian - cum - Christian love is pleasing, the acting highly apposite, technology-the latest and above all..the direction outstanding.

Most importantly, all of these appeal across the Indian class system- upper, middle, lower and the sub divisions therein because they are, at once, highly sophisticated comedies as well as crude hindi cinema.They are full of literary and historical allusions and meaningful references.

In Munnabhai-2, the protagonist, when told about the importance of October 2, asks "Woh Dry Day Waala?".How much better can you deliver an important message?Little wonder then that the movie has coined a new word- Gandhigiri as opposed to Gandhivaad.The protagonist, who is a thug, swears to give up dadagiri in favour of Gandhigiri and the results are very favourable.All ends well and the audience goes away feeling not just happy but a little more AWARE of GANDHI than when it came in.

The key question for hard-headed film financiers as well as moral analysts is whether Munnabhai and Gandhigiri will have global appeal?No one knows the answer yet.All one can say is Lage Raho Munnabhai!!

The Flames Of Passion

I believe that there is this aspect of the eternal romantic in her quest of fulfillment in me..Now that makes a pretty picture in one's head.Doesn't it?Well, i think that i just want to burn.....





The Flames of PASSION
-Kuheli Roy

A touch, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire.
A gasp of sweet surrender;
As passion fuels the fire.

No words spoken between them,
No promises to be kept.
No lies being told tonight;
No looking back - no regrets.

Longing to hold each other,
Such precious little time.
Both vowed to another;
Being lonely their only crime.

Tomorrow bringing sorrow,
A brief moment of shame,
With the memory of this one night,
A release from passion's flames....

Through Your Eyes!!

What is Love????
It is that very strange emotion that i got to feel and perceive THROUGH Your EYES!!!!

THROUGH YOUR EYES
-Kuheli Roy.

I want to look at the world again,
But this time through your eyes.
And hear natures sounds again;
As He looks down through loves eyes.

I wish to be that child again,
I was so long ago.
And frolic in the woods again;
Holding your hand as I go.

I want to open my ears so wide,
That I hear the silent sound.
Of the whole world speaking to me;
Although there is not a sound around.

I want to be free in the wilds again,
And together by His grace.
We'll both be free of the world's toils again;
And of the common place.

WINGS

Well, someone has just inspired me to be a romantic existentialist....If that term even exists in Literature.I wonder what the meaning this world be without Love.If there would be meaning at all....Or will the world really exist.I dunno....As far as i am concerned, i will keep giving vent to my ideas....

But Love can Hurt.The pleasure in pain syndrome as i call it.and there is a feeling of flying HIGH....Thats why i call this poem of mine....WINGS!!Well, there is hardly any punctuation in this one....But i really believe, i don't need any here....

WINGS
-Kuheli Roy

He loves this self
And I bathe in the sunshine
Of his awareness.
His presence Guards me well
But I've flown so long
I fear this thing
And hedge its touching
Lest it stilt
My wings
And the grounding
Stifle us both.

SWEET SHADOWS!!

I wonder if i am a sweet little existentialist..I wonder if the words sound like an antithesis.But, anyway, here goes another poem.I call it....Sweet Shadows.






SWEET SHADOWS
- Kuheli Roy

Who are you to say it's we vs. they?
When some would have it just the other way ~
Where ALL are WE and none are ever they!
Why should I march with you to FRENZIED FRAY?
When I wish THE SHADOWS here to stay ~
And pray for souls you wish to slay~away!
THE SHADOWS are a lonely place to stay ~
In cold dark shade to hide me from the glaring gloom of day,
Where others hasten sword toward the belly of their prey!
And so I'll 'stay' ~ even if I die today ~
In foodless stinking rot to further pray ~
While BARRED in SHADOWS lay....

CAPTIVATED!!!!

Love and Eroticism go hand in hand for me.....As for the background music in my room,i have Norah jones enchanting me with her sultry voice....
That and the enormous wealth of feelings bestowed on me by God Almighty lure me into writing a dazzling piece of sheer poetry and passion....Its called CAPTIVATED.

CAPTIVATED
-KUHELI ROY


You have taken me Mind, soul, and Body;
You have invaded my thoughts,
Challenged my mental Capabilities;
Dared me to go Higher,
Inspired me to Be better Than the BEST. . . .
You have captivated my body,
Taking hold of my desire,
But in that same Captivation
You have freed my emotions,
Unlocking feelings I had long forgotten.
You have looked at the physical ,
And seen my soul,
Felt my passion and tasted my desire,
I dreamed you and you filled me.
My desire for you is so great that,
It has become a need.
I have become a willing captive.
Enslaved by the way your love devours me.
I feel you, You are all around me,
Your arms envelop me, Inside me,
I cannot escape you.
I think you,
You are my thoughts
Seducing me even in sleep.
I AM YOUR captive!!

IN SEARCH!!

Well, this is a poem that i wrote a few days ago....It was a time when i could hear the shattering sounds of silence..I don't know what i was looking for but I had to go away from it....

IN SEARCH
- KUHELI ROY

Consistent inconsistency,
of the sea I see,
glass-eyed walls of shattered silence,
echo cold to me.

Collapsing tubes of lace meringue,
frosting ribs of sand,
marinading oyster beds,
your quarry is the land.

Reaching blindly for the shoreline,
seeping deeply through,
seeking solace, restless wand'ring,
tentacles of blue.

DAMSEL IN DISTRESS!!

The importance of success!!

I think that being successful gives man the biggest high in his life.There is something incomparable to success.Be it in any sphere-One's public life or the private life,success is one thing that is man's eternal quest in this fast evolving world of today.

I am a perfectionist and i love to savour the sweetness and hapiness that success brings with itself.I love that feeling..Simply LOVE IT!!!!Nobody is happier than I am when success kisses my feet.Its when everybody congratulates me and says goodie-goodie things about me that i feel that my efforts have borne fruit.The entire society comes and takes the credit and shares that happiness.

But,does it end there????No!!There are times when i am low..when things dont go in my favour, when i dont get what i want..when i have to compromise when i dont want to..and then does the society come to share the burden of my pathos??NO!!It is then that i suddenly become the worst person in the universe-incapable of doing things, managing things including myself.Haha!!Are they the same people who once came to me to share my credit and called me the best....I dont think so.Things change and so do people....

Its hypocritical!Really..and its pathetic.All of these fair weather relationships(how- so -ever deep or shallow they might be) make me sick.I wonder why people are equated with success-NOPE!!!!Sorry!Readymade success!!!!

Well, nobody quite sees or understands the amount of effort it takes, the dedication, commitment, patience and hope it takes to succeed.Nobody waits now-a-days.Everyone wants it instantly.But when were great things achieved instantly??Little failures are the stepping stones to success.I have had my own share of little failures that have been of immense value to me.Failures TEACH A LOT!!!!

The best thing about me is that i dont repeat my mistakes.I am a human being and so even i make mistakes.There are times, when fate is not by my side.Its a time of another failure.Its a time when people who are the closest to me-my mom, dad, friends....and then the society start criticizing me and hurting me more rather than consoling me and preparing me mentally for MY SUCCESS!

Its a time when i am alone- depressed, dejected, vulnerable, hurt and immensely lonely.I cry alone, i write a lot, i write a lot and tear the papers..I feel miserable and have no one to talk to.I become an introvert.I create this protective shell around me..Its my armour, my space..and no body can enter it and hurt me more....

Writing, thinking, introspecting and praying to God....when the entire world is against me..gives me Strength and the Courage to stand up and face my shortcomings.They help me realise where i am wrong and thus help me overcome my follies.I get immense peace when i write, think, introspect or pray.It is the one thing that i need more than anyother thing in life-more than fame or money-PEACE!!!!

When i have peace of mind, i stand up again..put up my armour,ready to face another battle of life with the hope that this time..I WILL WIN!!!!And because of my faith, optimism, courage and hope, i know that ONE DAY, I WILL!!!!

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THE CRACKPOT!!!!

TIME 4 ME TO TURN INTO A STORY TELLER!!!!!Well,I heard this story from my mommy dearest and instantly realised the positive way in which it was affecting me.I would like to share it with everyone who think that they have too many flaws in this world that DEMANDS PERFECTION!!!!

SO, here goes -

A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck.. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made.But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, & miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream."I am ashamed of myself, and because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."The bearer said to the pot,"Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them.For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house".

Moral:
Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them.Good Day to all my Crackpot friends. TAKE CARE.