Closure

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Twilights of reverie

Mystic crestfallen nights

Warmth of endearing moon

Seduction of cool breeze

the penumbra of your surreal skin,

I have everything all, in this infinite moment.

 

P.S- MY POEM “WHITE SLUMBER” ON SPILLWORDS CAN BE CHECKED HERE

©My Valiant Soul


 

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Paradise

The hypnotizing air around
And concoction of our wet breaths
This is where my sweet paradise is,
My soothing divine land.

Lost in the woods, dreadful sins are gone.
I bit your skin like unveiling that hidden magic,
I see more of you…
I see more of me…
Oh, your enchanting glory
Cascading on my fierce red lips
Soothing to my body and
I feel a total oblivion.
Rustling leaves, frosting ice
Flamboyant skies hiding a picture of us.
Time heals like spider’s web.
Autumn smirks on the mating of spring.
With every rainbow, I feel the dimensions of your tropical meadow.
With every light, I find my paradise.

_My Valiant Soul

Romance

 

 

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Fumes of twilight shout your name
adorned in gracious pastel fields of paddy
Aroma and lanterns of your touch
conjure the magic in this cool breeze
making my inner shades all yours,
My teeth clasping your skin,
like the raindrops romancing with the earth.
Inexplicable, beddable for you.

©My Valiant Soul



Concoction of Flavours

In the encapsulating shimmers of prodigious beautiful skins,
I am a traveller to time zone of your dewy skin
As the geometrical curves make my heart merry,
I count the ways of savouring your skin bites
like fine red sharp thread, threads of love
In the windowpane, I venerate you as my sun,
the Usher of sparkling twilight disguised
as your particle.
Half dawn, half dusk,
your skin is a beautiful myth.
The blithe seaside waves inferior to your footsteps
conjure my eyelids with your memories,
And I feel pepper, salt and sugar.
Your honeysuckle orchid calves
pay reverence to my naked skin.
I breathe the last night fallen star,
scaring myself like your texture
And so I am a basket of infinite part of you.
I am the other you.

-My Valiant Soul

Transparent Memory

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In the vermilion threads of sunset rays,

 aberrant fireflies sparkled the molecules of tiniest grass,

the loops of a feather, imbrication of skin and lip

Aromas meeting raindrops,

the scent coinciding, intruding into the chaos of your numb eye

where the mind shackles see Apricity,

Eyes know the true palpitations,

Obscure stream of water

my lips that hold the shred of you

dilutes into molecules of your transparent memory,

for you are my abstruse, a diamond spark lost imagery.



 

If I were a shadow.

Through the slices of segmented desire
Where the circumference of my peevish skin expands,
I inhale into the tiny molecules that flourish these numb walls,
Mending a crack,
With a mist of romance,
Point of lust, point of dainty smell of you.
I walk through the ruptures of placcid walls enunciating your presence,
And I peel the rim of this cucumber time zone
Where my legs fall in the abyss of surreal moments of you,
Like clicking of needles, rainwater puddle upon my iris,
Now beaming
As if I were a shadow of your dream.
A dream worth swallowing the darkness,
Just to produce the moon’s composure, a debonair companion.

Chimera

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Fill the cacophonous rhythm of my mirrored-eye
with the cosmos and nightlight
entwined with grapevine of smiles,
A complexion of you, a shadow.
The craters enjoy the stratospheric
reds, greens, million of boomings.
I worship, with visual feathers,
burgeon smells, intoxication.
The deep smell of my pores
pronounce your name,
multiplying in the furtive eminence.
Then, the thunders dance
smearing lipstick of love,
coughing the dirt of abstruse corners
conquering the walls of illusion.

©My Valiant Soul