In case you have reached till here then you should know that I am a hopeless romantic who scribbles now and then. I dont call my self a poet, i dont plan to be one. i just hope i am around when poetry wants me. more »
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Reshma Ramesh Poems
*as Beautiful As Me''
You cant resist my golden curves, my haughty angelic reserve, I am the colors in a painter's palette, the irresistible Charlotte.
She blew five candles On her cake, angel In a pink dress, hair In little pigtails
As I sit on my high chair, My mother, she feeds me, With a tiny silver spoon, Mashed carrots and potatoes,
*perfect Recipe For A Bite
Tender skin seized with teeth magnetic rush, poetic hush, Little bit of pressure, Crumbs of love, slight pull,
Thin Is In
Thin is in, thin is in Bodies like paper, thin as fin Thin as pencil, anemic skin Portfolio of ribs, crying within
Wrapped in shinny wrappers, golden, red, silver and brown, chocolate, the king of sweets, everyone's favorite treat,
*letters To The Unknown
In all these dried mornings And clear untold evenings With My rambles and scribbles My laments and stories
Blame It All On The Rain
Then with the fall of every dropp of rain, From nimbus with a grudge, Into the lap of lush green trees, Splash my mother's green roof
.cup Of Mocha
As I wait for you Over a cup of mocha I think of your eyes Burnt umber, lips
Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, The number of candles you blew, And the number a years that flew
Party In The Sky....Everyone Invited! !
Party in the sky You are invited to a splendid party, high in the sky It is the best of the season you cant deny
A Thousand Years More
I have lived life a thousand years at that one moment when i hid in our arms, as i looked in your eyes,
Abandoned summer, Hotter than the desert sand, My bare body, Trembles in your arms,
Agony And Ecstasy
Under the broken bridge, On that one silent night, In acute misery, Rhapsodic agony, Enraptured tunes
*as Beautiful As Me''
You cant resist my golden curves,
my haughty angelic reserve,
I am the colors in a painter's palette,
the irresistible Charlotte.
My eyes look like the sun in twilight,
fields of carnations smothered in sunlight.
I am as warm as sand, cool as dewdrops,
skin like the desert sand, making your breath stop.
I am sorry, you cant take your eyes off me,
Lilly of the valley, coral drops, potpourri
I am as true as a prayer, beautiful as a painting,
pure as mother's milk, ethereal beckoning.
It ain't my fault you fell in love,