Neera Lollbeeharry Poems

Your soul drags my soul into an ocean of passion.
Your gaze fixes my gaze as we invade each other,
You reach my heart in the frenzy of passion,
I give in with pleasure and watch as you conquer.
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Woman- a multiple superposition of images- a subtlety in kind
Woman- a simplicity wrapped in complexity- a contradiction in kind
Woman- a strength concealed under vulnerability- a sensitivity in kind
Woman- the partner of man in the art of creation- a complicity in kind
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If I had the right notes I would play you a tune
But all the notes I have are mute...
If I had the right words I would make you a song
But all the words I have are wrong....
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Hidden semantics of deep desires
flow through the bodies silent.
Words beyond words float
to and fro between us.
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Passion:
Feral fiery feeling
Inside trapped heart,
Yearning…
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Crimson petals strewn
on a carpet soft and green,
bleed in tears, silent.
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In the dead of night, when the world goes to sleep,
When nightly creatures out of hide outs creep,
In a darkest alley meet two midnight marauders-
Two free spirit wanderers, two adventure seekers.
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I am Wind...
I blow freely wherever I want to blow,
I glide over your body tickling your skin.
I sing and murmur piping into your ears.
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There was a heavy rain that day...
The pregnant sky, a mournful grey
Let loose a strong and chilly spray
That hit the leaves in a mad sway.
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I once heard the sound of the wind in the trees,
I once heard the peels of laughter of the children,
But cruel hands came and cut down the trees,
And the wind had to stop, the laughters cease...
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