Your TouchA Poem by Diwakar - "The Warrior of Will"This is a poem about..............someone special.........very special....A sense is choking other, Crescent eyes are shining, Divine merging with souls, Your touch felt like bribing.
Lost in elation of fervour, Anxieties crawling skies of desires, Snow wed nature smells, assorted power of fires.
I am lost in your heed, When you touched my hand, Angel danced profoundly, My heaven merged with land.
I captured every second with exactitude, Locked innate passion wisely, But sky gazed the sun of love, My pact enacted untidily.
Still my hand tattooed your shadow Visible even in dark, Irrelevant is the nature, Even snow generates the spark.
That’s the relevance of your touch, Turned on insatiable lust, Every second felt it in me, Your supreme power of trust
Galaxies moved heavens searching stars, I swimmer in your sea, Credential flows with time, That’s the touch to see.
Frozen that moment of love, In refrigerator of our epic relation, Resurrection of your senses, In the dearth of died elation. © 2012 Diwakar - "The Warrior of Will"Author's Note
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StatsAuthorDiwakar - "The Warrior of Will"Delhi, Delhi, IndiaAboutI am a dim ray in the world of enthralling darkness of misjudgment and iterations. I am a note of melodious tune of peace in the world of cruelty; I am a mischievous thought of freedom in a cage of fe.. more..Writing
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