RIZA

INTO THE POEM:

As the poem's name suggest, it is my dedication to the star I love, named RIZA.

The poem speaks of  of my wishes i.e. to see her as a woman and do all sorts of romantic love making things. like that of kissing, hugging etc etc.

This is the simplest of my poems with absolute no use of difficult words.

I would also like to mention that the one's who love someone truly would reflect their partner as they imagine my sense of poetry.

Do have a read.

Days and nights and nights did fall and fly,
I wonder why I beg your sketch from the blind sky?
He holds you tight down the swinging moon,
And favors me a touch when I wriggle off my room.
Standing below the shadow of the cloud of mistrust,
I utter no word, no sign of baffling pain from my dark crust,
When my feelings for you walk past on broken glasses,
And held me cry their wounds for their screaming rashes.




I loved a girl in my dwindling past,but she broke my heart,
And now I love you RIZA with all that heart left apart,
I am a human and do own a human heart,
Which in turn calls itself a victim of your art.
I wish you could be a minx(girl) ornamented for me,
And I could propose my core resting on my knee,
Can the Divine power fickle you the woman of my dreams?
And prescind my qualm feelings from their groaning screams.




Oh RIZA, oh RIZA tune your ears to my little prayer,
And clad your life with a female attire,
For I could feel your lips wetting mine,
And uncage my core from the clutches of this rhyme,
I wish to drown myself in the trench of your eyes,
And sleep on your folds till the morning holds the skies,
And hide you in my arms and hug you tight,
And play your silky hair, browning the light.




I desire to walk  walk holding your hands,
And push your shoulders with my fist upon the green lands,
And rest our souls down a shady tree,
And count the butterflies flippering us carefree,
And stone a wave upon the silent blue water,
And reflect our glittering smile, when they crawl and flatter,
And to pull your nose and squeeze your cheeks,
And just taste your tongue with ll the flicks.




Can I be the lash winds and enact a fly for you?
And reach your lizardous bodice with ASTARTE's crew.
Can I be your star and you be my sky?
As I could dwell somewhere in you, without a false try.
Can I be your temple and you be my GOD?
As I could worship and embrace your faith amongst the odd.
Can I be yours and you be mine?
As I promise to love till this earth freezes to time.

FOR A LOVING FREIND

INTO THE POEM:
This poem is again written by one best friend SARAL DAS,
He has dedicated this poem to me on my birthday.
Have a read.






With unbriddled thoughts in my mind here I trace,
to perpetuate my ascetic feelings of this race,
some few lines to see his smiling face,


Having a smooth bite of my pizza,
My thoughts dodged beyond the pyramid of GIZA,
To steal a sight of his amiable RIZA,


With his shining RIZA I saw this wholesome lad,
Scratching poems eligently as was his fad,
A never say die attitude was his clad.
And to be his friend, I am so clad.


As a guy he behaved totally eccentric,
To escape punishment he owed many tricks,
And as a poet I consider him freak,
Cause his poetic words tasted me Greek.




And whenever he was lonesome,
He scribbled some poems which were totally awesome,
Tough I could barely understand his poetic words,
But that poem called wind when I heard,
I became his crazy buff as I am writing this authentic bluff,


I can never forget the time we spent,
When up above the skies we went,
But he regarded me as a tough fight,
Though I'm not good enough to make his pants tight.


He helped me a lot in my study,
I wander what would I do without this buddy,


I know my poem is not that good,
But this is all and all I could ,
I scribbled this poem for his birthday,
I hope he remembers me somewhere someday.....