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Happy Valentines Day 2013
The Romantic Feeling
Feeling romantic is quite a strange feelingA feeling that really has no meaningA feeling aroused by the spark of passionThat grows like fire and engulfs your emotionsTill you feel a partial end has come..To an infinite craving..which appeared like a storm..Of deep seated desires..and left behind absolutely nothing..But for a little more craving…For the same old pleasure or pain..
Valentines Day 2013
As we scamper towards a mirage like goal in vainOur mind is consumed by these distant targetsWhich we want to shedoff yet just can’t forgetAs these impossible thoughts keep knockingDeep within our subconscious selfWe feel the pain yet just can’t helpWe feel the pleasure one simply can’t shareBut can cherish and treasure for a few moments in lifeIn vivid fantasies of our romantic strifesIt\’s all up there within our mindsA romantic feeling …it’s truly unkindIt kisses and flogs your heart and sensesIt breaks through all your mental defencesThe craving remains etched forever
Valentines Day 2013
But somewhere in the mindIn a romantic love state that is blindMaking love to your stars on the silver screenAs you kiss their lips and feel their skinYou may waltz with the moon..or challenge deathOr converse with God..to keep the faithTo be the earthy fragrance of moist soilOr to be the sensuous perfume of some scented oilOr to be the lifeless oil itself..that gives the glowTo some soft fair skin..a desire for another sin..
Valentines Day 2013
You may want to feel the pain, which others have feltGo through the same emotions somebody else has dealtYou may cling to your sweetheart pillow and cry all nightYou may want to break a wall with all your mightYou may be a rock star in a barren piece of landYou may not have a guitar and you may not have a bandYou may love someone you’ll never seeBut will be in love with the imageries of her facial gleeAs I scribble down the thoughts..the verses don’t comeIn my turgid heart..I feel lonesomeI may have whatever I wantBut I still don’t have that something that haunts..That haunts me! …over and over again…Like a poem or a song that has no end-Avik Datta Gupta
