Morning

The messenger wind,

Runs, hops and ambles,

about the leaves,

Bringing with it,
Uttering of other

leaves far away,..

"Wake up! Curl up!"

"Droop no more!"

"The sun is out"

Wakes the trees up,

With a gentle nudge

Does the Excited wind,

As the leaves rustle

A Welcome to the

Cleansing rays,

Which nestles on leaves,

Penetrates the gaps,

Till they be trapped

In the maze,

Of knit leaves,

As Clouds smile at 

this play,

I stand underneath,

Half wet with shine

Half kissed with shade,

The light promises me

Unseen Temptation, 

The shade promises me

Seen Satisfaction,

To Whose side shall I 

Snuggle over to ?

-nanda

photo details: 

Sunrise at Kuarsi Village,

Chamba District, Himachal Pradesh

29/5/2012

The Temptress

Eyes Of the Mistress,

Fuel A Fire,

Of Desire..

Lashes Of the Seductress,

Ensnare A Maze

Of Secrets..

In the Naked Light,

Two Bodies Alight,

Groping Hands,

Stoke the Heat,

Skins Melt,

Passion Reigns.

Lips of the Temptress,

Pray to be Prey,

To my Preying..

Trick Me, Trip Me,

Into the Realmsfulfil

Of Conjuring arms..

Her Bosom Heaves,

A Trail Of Pleas,

A Path I follow,

Into her Depths,

To fulfill,

To feel.

-nanda

Climate Change

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A Bored Nanda Production

Lips

Lusty Lips,

Mine & Yours,

Come & Converse,.

In a Weary Voice,

Of Breathless Gasps,

And Passionate Pants,.

They speak A Language,

Of Voracious Lisps,

These lusty lips

Drenched in Twists of

Tangled Tongues

That Seek to Only

Discover & Devour

Pleasure in Every

Whispered Fold,.

As They depart,

They Pinch a Painful Drop

To Savor & Survive 

Separation,

Until they meet,

To Speak Again,.

These,

Longing Lusty Lips,

Mine & Yours.

Pages

Pages of your Life turn,

Stories Unfurl..

Places appear,

Disappear..

Savour some,

Skip some,

People appear

Disappear..

Savour some,

Skip some,

Pages of your life turn,

Place a bookmark where,

You will carry on from

the next day.

Pages of your life turn,

Fold the corners where,

You wish to return,

Again and again..

-nanda