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September 15, 2018
 

Kiss me a decade later
And I'll still remember
The touch
The taste of your lips
Forever.

Hug me a lustrum later
And I'll still feel the warmth
that radiates off your skin
and soul
Forever.

Caress my hair
An century later
And I'll still remember
The warmth
of your wrinkled palms
and hands
Forever.

Make love to me
an eon later
And I'll still
kiss you after it's over.
Brew some coffee
and smoke with you
with laughter
Forever.

Hold my hand
A millenium later
And Ill still
never ket go of your hand
For I vowed to hold it
Forever.

Walk a while with me
After a lifetime
And I'll still synchronise
My footsteps with yours
For I'd promised to walk
by your s...

THE KISS
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September 15, 2018
 

A smile,
Too enticing,
That calls for love
From each shred of my bone.

The porch,
the aisle,
the balcony,
the terrace,
the room
Each corner smells of you.

There's a part of you,
a part of you
in the memories
that engulf my vision
on those abandoned,
lonely roads.

Where my hand craves
the touch of your
warm skin.
Where my fingers wait
to intertwine with yours.

Where my smile waits
for your presence.
Because it doesn't come to me,
Unless I look at you
and absorb enough of you
in my veins
to breathe
and achieve solace.

The stories I write,
The poems I pen down,
The heartbreak that I speak of,
Has remnants of you.
The applauds I recieve,
Are my trib...

BHAVYA SINHA
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September 10, 2018
 

the world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.
            - St Augustine

GREAT THINGS
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September 7, 2018
 

I shall be busy travelling today

Have fun my fellow letterists

❤❤❤❤

GREAT THINGS
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September 2, 2018
 

Lying on the couch,
Lazy and half awake..
Gazing through the window,
And taking a sip from the Hot Ginger flavoured masala tea,
I wish I could have a bit more of Sunday!
The time seems to run with vigor and power,
More I tried to grab it in my palm,
The more it ran with swift and turns
Mocking me with its ferocious smile..!
All I could do was to wish,
I could have a bit more of sunday!!
With the strains of light
That ooze throught the curtain,
The reddish tinted hues of the dying day,
With it died my lazy cozy dreams
But still I wish,
Can I have a bit more of a sunday, Please?

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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August 26, 2018
 

Sueño mi primera llegada
al pueblo de tu infancia
donde una sencilla casa
me de la bienvenida a España.

La casa a la que no vas tan seguido
pero que desde la mencionaste
para nuestro primer finde,
la recuerdas hasta estando dormido.
Porque será donde repitamos los abrazos
y vuelva a quedarme dormida en tu regazo.

Me enseñarás cada rincón
los muebles de la cocina y del salón
la vista desde el balcón y tu habitación,
las fotos de tu familia
y hasta tu bici averiada.

Recorreremos un poco ese lugar
donde tus vacaciones solías pasar,
talvez ahora lo veas y lo sientas diferente
porque será donde empecemos
a conocernos realmente.

Estaremos un finde a solas,
compartiremos unas noches
sin tener...

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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August 22, 2018
Williston, United States

       ~Final Encounter~

If I would’ve known that sunny spring weekend was going to be our last time together I would left that Friday instead of Saturday so I could’ve been with you a little longer.

If I would’ve known that long weekend was going to be the last time I saw you
I would’ve looked at you to admire your features a little better, a bit longer...really let the image sink in to burn an imprint in my mind’s eye.

If I would’ve known that Sunday night was going to be our last night together,
I would’ve came to bed sooner instead of creating the outline for the book I’m writing now...

If I would’ve known you were in the process of pursuing that other woman ...
I would’ve never bot...

LET'S KISS
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August 16, 2018
Montevideo, Uruguay

Todo llega...  
Tu, amiga mia, un solo lugar te queda pequeño, porque nunca fuiste estática, y cuando el alma se siente inquieta no hay otra decisión  que tomar, más que seguirla.
El mundo se hizo perfecto para ser admirado, no importa si son tres años o tres semanas
y tu, que sos única y también perfecta, y que todo lo que vibra igual se atrae mutuamente... mirá si no vas a sentir atracción por el mundo, Si naciste para vivirlo!
Tomá el impulso que te da esta búsqueda de libertad para decorar tus alas y no dejar de volar nunca, sin importar a donde el viento las lleve, no dejes ningún espacio en ellas que no esté impregnado de algún recuerdo bonito
Me gustaría desearte también, que no par...

ORIGINAL
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August 13, 2018
Cagayan de Oro, Philippines

Packing

He is packing his things.
Finally, ready to come home.
The time I’ve been waiting for.

I’m packing my suitcase.
To go to a place away from home.
A journey that’s been long planned.

Why can’t we meet halfway?
Why did you have to go?
Why do I have to go?

I wanted you to stay.
I want to stay.

GREY AND WHITE
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August 12, 2018
 

Los recuerdos que hace un año vivimos,
los paseos y las charlas,
todas las fotos que de nosotros ahora guardas,
han venido a mi mente
esta semana.

A ti te pone triste observarlas porque sientes que me has fallado, al tardarte tanto
en hacerme viajar,
pero, cuando yo las veo...
recuerdo que me hacías muy feliz
y me vuelves a enamorar de ti.

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STAY PATIENT, TRUST YOUR JOURNEY
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July 29, 2018
 

The breaths felt heavy as the sun drowned behind the mountains, to kiss the horizon once again after the moon had flirted with and embraced the stars after a night.
The stars shined bright and casted the light to my eyes, their image distorted by the curvature of a bottle that lay abandoned in front of me.
The bottle had glitters floating in the vacuum inside it.
Little did I know, in this brief period of musing that I was captivated in, the night wasn't going to leave me any less befuddled.
And there was life's wile for me, lying in a bottle. The bottle of memories.

The thundering breezes suddenly fainted to witness a broken heart get sloshed in memories. The stars shimmered to fix ...

ORIGINAL
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July 29, 2018
 

How Sunday feels to a Dreamer, how Sunday feels to a school kid, how Sunday feels to a guy who works in a corporate who hates his job.

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DARK NIGHT
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July 22, 2018
 

A nature lover's desire

I long for a weekend where I can get away from home and travel to quiet place.. breathe some fresh air.. admire the beauty of nature.. but it somehow doesn't materialise. There's always some job pending. I spend my Saturdays cleaning the mess at home and Sundays in prayers, cooking and shopping. I battle time to even lay down and relax for sometime. I wish my weekends were different. I don't remember when I last watched a movie or hung out with friends. Where's the time? Let alone watching a movie, I hardly switch that television on. It's lying at home like a white elephant. When I'm on my periods, my weekends are a curse. I bleed yet I manage to complete all the unfi...

SAY HELLO TO SUMMER
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July 21, 2018
 

My teardrops rest on the paper now, embracing the ink and blotting it. This was another letter I sat down to pen to be sent to you. But this time it was different. This time blotted ink was a mark that would tell you about the tears that I cried while remembering you.
The tears of wait. The tears of longing for a letter you never sent. The tears that seek the answers to the questions that I ask. But these tears evaporate away too quickly when the volatility of time takes them away into the sublimity of life.
I write down to you. I will, always. For not just this lifetime but for the coming ones too. For ages. For seasons that pass. For decades. For centuries. For eons.
Because every time...

DAY OF THE DEAD
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July 20, 2018
San Justo, Argentina

What’s the most important thing in a trip for you?
I can’t wait to read your opinions!!

Love u guys!

ORIGINAL
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July 20, 2018
 

#SkylarkChallenge148

* Umbrella * Cravat
* Eight* Dog

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"Rainbow8 : A short story"
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Monsoon have its own Beauty. In the usual hustle on the street, one can find unusual sightings. At times touchy.

As I was walking down the street, I saw a little girl with her DOG. It was a 'dalmatian'. She was wearing a nice 'colourful' CRAVAT.

It was a beautiful weather, light showers along with slight sunlight. I had put down my UMBRELLA as sunshine grew. I saw a 'rainbow' above.

Kids love Rainbow. So when I told that girl to look at it, she did not react. I got curious as to why she was not surprised.

'She can't see it as it is, she'...

DOG FACE
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