Trouble in Paradise

Their love life began at age three
With shared milk n cookies spree

Sunning on rooftops their mom’s gossiped
Kids often fought over toys some or all of it

Their dads were fond of tamed white doves
Which the kids learnt to fondle n command

In school years homework notes were exchanged
The doves carried them to and fro thus messaged

Adolescence wrought tonal change of missives
Love and passion crept in as hormones kicked in

Their love had seen all weathers, weathering all
Families decided to tie them in wedlock’s thrall

Career move brought them to the Big Apple’s shore
They relished the city taking to it like ducks to water

Each Valentine’s Day they exchanged perfect red rosebuds
This year was their twelfth year and dozen were the buds

Next day a cousin sister, mutual close friend came to visit
She had incredible figure face n he couldn’t take eyes off it

She played him beautifully had him eating out of her hand
Much to disgust of her chagrined cousin’s love complacent

After week of mooning around siren and taking furtive chances 
He guiltily caved abjectly sorry seeing wife’s withering glances

Post apology she made him buy jewelry and a dinner and dance
He accepted this let off for faux pas as he loved her very much

On arrival home after night out, siren was ready for coffee n talk
Cousins exchanged naughty looks, burst into laughter giving shock

The siren then extended hand for winning bet of hundred bucks
Wife extracted note from purse ruefully admitting to easy loss!

He wanted to dispel the mystery of the bet and their laughter
She informed confident of their love she’d been bet instigator 

Siren had accepted bet deciding to give cousin a run for money
She knew gorgeous looks made men prowl as bears to honey

Bro-in-law despite supreme love for childhood mate n Valentine
Had fallen prey to sis-in-law’s glam looks, coy moves clandestine

Paradise lost foolishly was finally regained
The bone of contention was after all a buddy

He she her-threesome
once again became twosome

Paradise regained

Amen

all pictures from internet- not mine

Three Sisters

Three Sisters

Walking own tangents
sisters three were we
like a spread palm of hand
with fingers hanging free
 

one was a terrific jack of all
a veritable paragon of virtues
the other a beautiful foodie
last a confused chick, shaky

like a rising phoenix the gifted
surmounted and survived all odds
the middle one opted for sweet love
basking in the bliss of domesticity

the youngest, a gangly oddball
ugly duckling learning to walk
one day transformed into a swan
suddenly glided off the family lawn

Nature and development take their own sweet time
Appearances are deceptive has been proven all the time
One man’s meat is another man’s poison surely and
Spoon feeding with overdose of love stunts growth awfully!

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Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
Edward M. Forster

picture from internet

Love’s Accomplices

Love’s Accomplices 

 

Listen gate said the lamp post
I am by far better lovers’ host
 
When it is dark n lovers sneak out
My glow shows them their hideout
 
They find their secret spots to hangout
My vigil returns them before nights out
 
How can you be superior to me pray tell
In my light they’ve all come under love’s spell
 
I’ve been party to lovers’ tiffs and make ups
I have witnessed heartbreaks and patch ups
 
Said the mild gate to the vain lamp post
Friend do can your crow, jarring utmost
 
I am the one that keeps one from the other
To meet they need to open me, tear asunder
 
They vault over me for trysts often as a lark
I provide excitement and panic in love’s spark
 
I contribute to their blood running hot and cold
Sounds of my moving clanks makes them bold
 
I bring extra ingredient to spike and spice up love
I pound heartbeats of these lovey doves
 
You are prosaic and dull like a piece of furniture
I bring life to lovers’ lives in each n every juncture
 
Thus gate successfully shut up the vain lamp post
Its boast crunched and crumpled like burnt toast!

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 Love’s greatest gift is its ability to make everything it touches sacred.

Barbara De Angelis
American Expert on Relationship & Love, Author
 

picture from internet- disclaimer

Labyrinth

Labyrinth

Lines forming in labyrinthine passageways of my mind
Endless, serpentine, ideas jostling eager to be heard
Some are playfully childish hard put to control, tether
A flood, a deluge keeps pouring in streaming unabated
Screaming to be heard throwing tantrums flouncing pouting
Leaving me in disarray which to heed n from which to stray

A prolific mind aware of time’s paucity, is a ticking bomb
Judiciously husbanding what to retain, what to disband
Burning candle at both ends garrulous, scrambling nonstop
Regurgitating thoughts imprisoned in nether regions of heart
Some stillborn, aborted, amputated, mutilated while others
Allowed to go full term, to sprout, pollinate and propagate

Meaningless babble trapped in mind’s labyrinth simmering
Ready to blow top, blast and land in friendly regions, clime
Amidst kindred spirits giving ear simpatico and not dismiss
Existing hurled in a void, a time capsule in virtual black hole

Until one day this avalanche of outpouring shall hold captive
A receptive, attentive mind, now captivated by it over time

(pictures from internet)

 

 

 

 

Romancing the Beloved

Romancing the Beloved

 

Concocting dishes and love potions to magically blast
A passageway to the lover’s heart for a lifetime to last
Pure love licenses all ploys in one’s employ to beloved ensnare
Be it mesmerizing music, heavenly  manna or whatever you dare

 

Love is a gift that gives strength and courage to go the extra mile
Shower beloved with one’s own brand of care,  mushy and divine
Love has no boundaries for it grows manifold showered and shared
Love can be earth shattering as it makes the lovers’ world go round

 
Love is the key, love is bliss for love is divine as it is a precious gift
Love beckons love and blessed are those who have tasted this bliss
Love is like a silver lining on every moment enjoyed loving n for good
Measure throw in an ounce of magic with a pound of heart added to it

 
Take your love by the hand n embark on an ethereal plane to lover’s land
With chocolate kisses, blushing red roses, champagne and mariachi band
Salsa, samba or a tango romancing with a hot number or slow waltz sublime
Love makes lovers both strong and weak kneed as it is truly blissfully divine

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Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. – Lao Tzu 

(picture from the internet)

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