Talk. Listen. Talk

How important is psychological safety in a relationship? Sounds a tad of a clinical term? In speak-to-me-in-english language, do you share the belief with your partner that it is safe for interpersonal risk taking, throw a crazy joke about each other, express a fuck-me-differently idea and fear not to be judged or called a nympho?…

Scarred Beauty

She walks in through the door like an angel illuminated in the crimson red of the flickering neon street lamp. An extended moment in the exuberant dying street lamp trying its way through the door as the scantily lit restaurant shuts down for the night. “I’ve got two miles till he makes bail And if…

Chase

Little could her slinky hips hide the alluring nubile fantasy in every inch of her skin. Delectable and symphonic, her response felt like a wait over. The best compliment for such titillating risqué – “intriguing”, I said. Her eyes spoke of submission, obedience and surrender. Older, like wine, like beauty divine…. Everything that a man…

Oh Beauty, bride.

Red wine, wet shine Girl you are, forever mine. Draped in red, like a newly wed Beauty and the beast, abed. Hand on mine, forever thine Last breath, take from mine. Wake up and breathe before I whine One last time, before its 9. Nine. Church bells ring. Newly wed, Just the ring.

Skin

If pain be thy pleasure, My body be thine on the altar. Oh highness, exercise thy will Spare no inch before you kill. If pain be thy pleasure, Let my tear ooze into the cracks. Oh highness, exercise thy will, Let the tears flow until my wounds fill. If pain be thy pleasure, Oh highness,…

Numinous

This transcending light, the crimson that lights my eyes. The evening breeze, ecstasy through the fabric. Living godhood in the mind, a hedonistic nirvana. This, cosmic orgasm, is what I thirst for. But like we sing, I hum ” Miles to go before……” Ah, the wind kills my voice with such vengeance. Could be the…

Shut Away

Mysterium tremendum et fascinans Love is a fearful and fascinating mystery if not spoken about. To fall out of love is to live in somebody else and feel the wistfulness of the lost someone. An anguish of longing for someone from the past you barely know.  You live suspended in a rumination of nothingness. A…

Onism

Oh child ! You are the main character of every story. A physical cosmos with the weight of the world’s ambitions and a few extra grams of happiness. For 9 months, you were just an extension of my bemused imagination. I feel, I remember. Those tiny fingers with a fine dexterity. But turn yourself inside…

Revered Guilt

My mind is betraying me ! I am carrying the burden of having to figure out the difference between the touch of fingers on my skin and that of the feeling from the wind. The wind while it blew, touched a part of me I never knew. How confusing is it to know that a…

In the quiet

If I should die, if I should go Make me the grass beneath your feet. If I should go and be a foe One last dance for the love we met. If I be bad and you let you go Make me the grass in the burning noon. If you be sad that I am…

Cognitive Genesis

“might we begin to transform our passing illuminations into abiding light” 4th January 2017 – 18 Kms a walk – A cognitive Genesis An old fashioned wanderer, with a heart for archaic wonderment, who still treads in the shadows of the sun and the toughness of the winds to prelude my destinations in search of…

Thieves of Fire

With every step I took forward, I transmuted into stories that I feared. And as new stories tormented my soul, it cried in rhythm that rocked the woods into winds of turmoil. But the wind that blew, a shady bliss to birds and bees; to glide in and out of tide, their ethereal wings I…