Rakshanya Sekar

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I heard the honks, out my porch, suddenly, on a summer morn,
He stepped out the wheel, a delight he was, I felt insanely lost.
The feeling of ecstasy, reached new heights, with him everything felt right
In his arms I felt completely drowned, Happy was I, He forgot the fight.
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Shamelessly he smirked as he gripped her fair nape,
her sobs grew with time as he savored her bare chest
She knew her tears, now, wouldn't let her escape
Brutality had claimed her soul for insane pleasure'
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His fingers stretched in urgency, his arms ready to grab,
He looked up for a hundredth time clutching his torn fab,
He wished to lose no more, for today was a special day,
His eyes glimmered with hope, a rupee more?
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He was there!
He lived, loved, lied, died!
His soul wasn't pure, his intentions no gold,
But she lived too.
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'His' Wedding

I heard the honks, out my porch, suddenly, on a summer morn,
He stepped out the wheel, a delight he was, I felt insanely lost.
The feeling of ecstasy, reached new heights, with him everything felt right
In his arms I felt completely drowned, Happy was I, He forgot the fight.

Pulling back from me! he had never done before, melancholy in air I smelt,
His fingers today didn't reach for my strands, his lips today were pale, i felt.
Confused expression, I held on my face, An attempt he didn't make to move
My eyes searched an answer but when couldn't find, to the ground i stood, glued.

In another few seconds, I figured myself crying, braced to the wedding invite,
I pinched myself and cursed my eyes, everything encouraged me to cry.
moments re-winded, flashbacks played, Those beautiful moments I remember,
Those whispers in my ear, Beneath the pale moon light, Forget will I? I fear!

Words of negativism, echo in my ears, to attend the wedding I feel forebode
Those mesmerizing things, were they just phrases, where they just pseudos?
Abandoned I feel, Orphan, though I ain't, death passes my too close and near..
I wish you' look back and call it a joke, while i drench my dress with tears.

I believe she is great, really lucky too, I believe you'd never be wrong,
To be your princess I at least was a choice, I wish you'd be happy for long,
To open the invite and learn your princess, I know it wouldn't take another,
My conscience pricks me, procrastinating actions, my thoughts fail to speak out loud.

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