Afternoon Poem by Indranil Bhaduri
Afternoon
It was a gloomy afternoon.
The sky overcast with dark clouds..
Time passed by to make me realise,
Fate has been sealed in my own hands…
Seeking for the wet dreams
Which engulfed me every day and night….
I squeezed my soul to relieve myself of the pain
That was burning me for so long,
Waiting thereby for the awakening
Of the deep sensual touches
And kissing your dry lips
In the black and white painting!
Thus my skin melted
With the pleasure of my own self..
Meeting the silhouette of extreme passion,
Moaning with ecstasy
With my head high
Discovering my delicate obsession…
And then, it started to rain…!
Copyright © 2012 Indranil Bhaduri
Again very very good. My poery is blunt but my prose is another beast altogether. Samantha
I like the equating of emotions to a specific time of day.. a stream that runs in all of us but few care to pen. Nice read. I have one written on afternoon, shall share.
Love and pleasure in the afternoon. The rain added an extra aroma to the already enlightening passion. A very passionate and charming write.
Your words flow so easily from your pen...love how you pain the story with each stroke...its wonderful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:24:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
so beautiful and full of emotions.....such a remarkable piece sir loved it best wishes, payal