Brain Curves...

You walk into the large sky of my mind
bare soul
to the echo of my call 
you rise and fall
upon my bosom 
like an exciting beat
at the marvel of your presence
A phoenix of hope 
and a magician of my desperate destiny  
holding the shy moon in your eyes

bold...
weaving of the cloudy dreams for me
a crown of pain and pleasure
Dancing with every star
on your way
they sparkle for you
and i shine
when you do
Heart drums roll
with your every breath
milk and water
in your coming closer
amidst the twinkles of my yearning
i inhale your aroma
upon my skin 
drenched within
soaked wet
in formless set
as you dangerously roam
Exposed, in my fertile mind 
Sat Nam...

Eyes closed on you
i attend to my pleasurous fantasy
wearing your every word on
in a twining of the creeper embrace
with all your secrets to chase
i am your veil and lace
intertwined in a climbing a tree
and enhanced in the heart of a bud
watching the congress of the crow
we bend and bow
lay in the hiding and the show
swept in the passionate nibbles
collected with the colorful pebbles
we, all the dos and don'ts
 the unconditional, the arrangements and the excitement

So darling, its just a plead
from the lover who is thirsty by your well
if only you can tell...  
Don't let the earth turn clockwise
without me
with you
Don't allow the waves to rage and rise
without you
in me
Don't appear in your magnificence disguise
without me
within you

Leaning on your silence
My mind roars
my heart soars
don't ever go that far
without me
within you
And as i get soaked in your  Rain
let me heal your every pain
Then watch me burn
at your feet
call my name once
between yourself and you
i will be there
a scattered line of prose
in every blooming rose
fired in your burning sigh
i kiss your lips with my restless verse
and feel your quiver in between the alleys of my brain curves.

                    

Devdas

Every night i am a Devdas
Drinking my longing
to tolerate this life without you
and to forget every moment in this life
that is not with you
so i remember it all
there is no moment without you
nor a breath
then i drown in my hope and despair
drawing your name in the heart of the air
and kiss you in the air of the heart
with every sip of wine
you are mine..
when i repent,
lament,
and when i helplessly,
objectively, 
to your absent presence,
object!

Every night i am a paro
chained to my pride
laying in my solitude bed,
by your left side 
burning in the cages of my desire
whips of guilt bleed my soul
every night i hear you call
even when you hopelessly retire
i become the lantern and the fire
beneath the cold sheets i weep
tears that smile on a scar so deep
caressing tenderly the bruises of the soul
among my clouds i hide your moon
broken like a separation tune
and holding on like a solid performance
of an Ofilia or a Juliette
in our lifetime dream Shakespeare play

Then Every night i am a Chandramuki 
giving flesh and blood 
to the dust of the wind
spilling every word in the your comings wine chalice
every drop is a universe of bliss and malice
every hair splash is a whip of yearn
salt in the open wounds, Her laughter
A melt in the golden pounds, Her whisper
A lover beyond the love tales
and a beloved beneath the curtains of virtue
and ecstasy.

But every night i am yours
a sip in your drunken fantasy
a trip to your awakening sober mind
every night i am your super moon
your hardest monsoon
your wet drift
i hide within your lips
And rise playfully upon your chest
every night i am your sky
Anything for you i become
the wooden stick to your drum
to your empty cup, i am the Rum
when you call, i hum
a love beggar at your iron gate
and a Shahrazade for your thousand and one lifetimes.  

                   

String Commanders...

We pull
you push
deeper in
built within
forbidden
forgiven
your coming
a scream of space

We ask
you bask
dripping slowly like finest wine
deconstructed in a maze and a sign 
every word is a whole monsoon
every sigh is a lonely tune
we sway
your play
every day,
is a lifetime at your face

Then we call
you howl
a seeker of solace
in our midnight full moon
we rise
in your disguise
your own puppets of joy
the flesh and blood and the toy
hunters of the chase
runners of light and lace
high on you
one soul in two
sometimes yellow, sometimes blue
like scented hue
we flew
our hearts beat in one pace

We dream
you beam
beneath the covers of bare
we ride
you hide
on the dark side of grace
we feel you
beyond the smiles
across the million miles
around your every photo files
spreading empty arms
for the fullest embrace

Stronger strings
love happening things
we are just so meant to be
servers of chances
Commanders of our every universal coincidence. 

Happy Birthday Bilgen...
May next year only brings you Shah...
more Shah..
Always Shah...