Why you judge me…

Are You Judging Me…
What are you looking at?
When you are staring at me?
Are you searching
Or finding me more or less

What are you thinking?
When you are talking to me?
How I understand your needs.
Respond to questions
Why I question you back ?
How I see you through and through
Can I chill your bones

Love is peace

Love is a blessing
A shower never ending
Has much to give than take
few mistakes we can make
Forgiveness is present
forgetfulness is absent:)
both must give consent
to love each other till the end

Are you revolting

I Wrote Something

Are You Surviving…
When poverty is your enemy
And rich man is your boss
you are living in agony
dying at no cost
dreams are so many
to fulfill you get lost

W is for woman or wine:)

Champagne… Woman and wine..indeed is divine..the bottled up form and shape of the two..Each has filled up with energy within..wet…and tipsy..both can make you..feel the ecstasy..when you touch a woman’s lips..or the taking out of the cork from the bottle..pop..comes out and fills you up…or the lips touches you so deep and you want to fill indeed..Woman has curves and easy to hold..so has a bottle with proportions untold..smooth and firm..you can hold in your grip..and when you drink ..it gulps down the throat..each has an effect on your mind after a while..you think you are crazy..for both..but one has more to offer…you know..when you send me a champagne for a gift..I think you want to open the bottle privately and drink..not with me ..but in front of me..teasing as it gets emptied..and I know..that you are ready to fill someone who is close..behind the closed doors..in the softness of the bed…….hhhmmmmm…intimacy..warmth and bliss…dreaming with eyes open..

Scars

It never shows to you, it is well hidden and tucked in..nor is it a pride to own..it is a scar that reminds me often ..what I did was wrong ..it has a message for me and you..when you hide a scar it means you were responsible for it..you jumped or ran, you couldn’t refrain from acts that resulted in scar for life..think how ugly is a life..where scars remain exposed to eyes , those eyes that laugh at your mistakes..reject you at your face..and mock you again and again..what a disgrace..

Intelligence is attractive

Intelligence is only second to beauty. Not because, beauty last longer or short lived, it because beauty can not be attained..you have to be beautiful but intelligence..that can be matured and you can become intelligent. Education. experience, insight..you name it, all are the ways to transform from ordinary to intellect..once you are intelligent..next is to remain..by daily readings and keeping interest in happenings, after all, yesterday news can not be today’s’ headline. So..yes. I admire intelligence and I love when there is humor

Books

Books:)

… It is always fun to visit a book store. The range of books fascinates, the geography tells us about the various new countries popping up, and larger countries breaking down. Each year, the population graphs shown changes, mass migration or calamities, witness the shift in population. Then the huge architectural books, these are really amazing, the paper and the images inside, you want to buy everything. The art books, are normally slim, presenting few artist and their colorful paintings. Small, description are interesting to read, for some art work, I can see but never understand :))
I also, go to biographies but then,. I like mysteries and love stories, love to buy that ! Yes. I am already too naughty . my grand ma told me, books are your peers, those you read..you will become that, just wait and see
I sometimes, like the woman magazine, cosmopolitan..those beautiful women..so captivating..awesome..Then the cook book..nah!! not my type..I can buy..but as a gift for someone else . I remember, those books I bought 50% were birthday gifts, and after giving I borrowed and read , well I am a friend …so I get to borrow. In fact, my circle had this fabulous plan, each one buys few books and we circulate , good eh ! What are friends for? to share :)))