Tiny bit more...

Heart aches for more....
but more of what???

The power earned from working behind a desk
or cuddling my bleating lamb, kissing his warm vulnerable face?
Long lost candle light dinners under the starry skies
or impulsive drives on endless roads with carefree minds?
Hectic pliable hours playing housewife
or peacefully rigid office; nine to five?*
Lazing aimlessly on couch all weekend
or taming my toddler in zoo... am sure those animals are entertained....

Life has come a long way...
Have achieved tiny bit more than expected.
But this heart still greeds an ocean,
for frivolously adventures, love, abhor : mingled emotions!!!

Not all might concur with the *ed line... but I am affirmative that all the working mothers will know exactly what I mean by "peacefully rigid office".... ;)

Seduction

A spongy chocolate cake
sits vulnerable on my plate.
With delicate coffee frosting.
Like a painting in monochrome,
on a canvas of porcelain...
... Pleading,
"Consume me!

Feed your addiction miss..."

A sumptuous piece on slender fork,
travels the distance; awaited.
Eyelids hush in anticipation,
lips part; craving.

A bite...
Cocoa engulfs my senses.
An avalanche of bitter-sweet emotions.
Thoughts shiver rejoicing...
Knees tremble.
Mind awakens excitement.
Absorbing the umber ecstasy...

Surrenderance!!!
I cherish it's traces; lingering in me...

safe drive home...

As cars speed the lonely highway,
chasing fluid mirage along,
remains of hapless, litter road-sides;
as skid-marks swirl messages on the road...

Sun glitters off scattered glass pieces;
like stars twinkling from the ground.
Masking mysteries of the vanquished,
or warning alive with countless sparkling torch???
But mostly,
just wishing all …
... a safe drive home ... !!!

When the going gets tough …

As the silent blue night stifles fate,

in the darkness of it’s cloak….
Heart wishes a wish,
but the clouds veil all hopes.
Masking the sparkle,
of shimmering sky-dots.
Quelling my wish -
…“sighting a shooting star”…

Winds gauge desire,
and woo a twinkle to me…
from the fathomless twilight,
a wish laden messenger I see.
Sent just for me!
…“a flickering firefly”…
When the going gets tough,
angels bestow little parcels of joy.

Original painting available on: http://www.etsy.com/listing/75694499/shooting-star-original-cat-folk-art

Evening pick-ups

Clock ticks 5.

His scent clouds my mind,

feelings clot...

His smile reflects on my lips… 

… as memory recalls his thoughts …

Speeding, faster than wind,
Panting flights of impatient stairs;
I reach that disciplining door-step;
behind which, his day is spent…

Happy muffles escape confined separation;
a known giggle churns my yearning heart,
He’s been having a good day, I sense
but did he miss me… least once???

Anxious fist knocks secured door,
hushing the other side.
Each one wishing his parent.
But this time is mine…

Door opens....
unlocking reviving smile,
tiny feet toddle; cross that last mile…
Racing,
blabbering a million words,
leaping in open arms of mine;
Melting my hectic long day,
into a moment of indescribable paradise....!!!

Dedicated to my Aum who, at the door-step of his babysitting, lightens up my evenings with his ever-warming, inseparable hug …. 

Taming the moon

From behind the milky mist of floating clouds,
admiring earth’s beauty from the darkness of his skies...
Hiding, peeping,
secretly enjoying his freedom;
from her sheltered shadows all fortnight…

He reflects majestic sheen for once…
in the restless ocean mirrors of her tearing salty eyes...
Envious... just today;
as her moon flaunts his radiance, detached…
… undespised …

Raging at the horizon, swelling voluptuous waves
foaming into magnificent roars of emotions;
longing for her beloved
… to snuggle back in the tamed warmth of her bosom…

Whilst he, henpecked;
     yearns his own existence…
     until the next full moon blossoms…

painting by Julie Evrette

Penning a wandering though in the moonlight….
as ears enjoy the sounds of the hypnotized sea
Thanks to the gravitational magic of the mighty moon…..!!!

Wish a mountain….

Each day a new sun shines,
warms my existence with it’s glistening smile,
pours gay pails of soul in my life,
to maneuver tough curves, I thrive.

Wish a mountain, I grow to be,
folding all weathers in my memory with glee,
layering each experience neatly,
forgiving the harsh, not forgetting any…. 

Remembering, learning from every stone that rolled,
leaving it’s marks, scaring my soul,
chiseling new character, in me
I shall cherish every imprint you leave.

Nestling fossils in my womb,
securing each bruise to enhance, improve,
you will only bring out the best in me,
with every shed tear, stronger I shall be…

Peaking the sky, closer than yesturday,
relentlessly spinning gold from strands of hay....
To be a mountain; I wish, I be....
Never shall you, ever break me!