Desert woman

"DESIRES"

DESIRES

Desires are like

Dew Drops

Appears

Evaporates

Never Rains... 

The Boy You Met - Love Poetry

Good Luck Seema

The boy you met,with sparkling eyes

didn't open his mouth but smiled!

But volumes of spoken words arise

From his silent smile hope filled

2

what 's the use of voice,when,moun

conveys stories of romance in a minute

In to his eyes you see a fine garden

Of love,spirit and every thing cute

3

when two pairs of eyes meet,there

Takes place an internal conflagration

which doesn't burn but do assure

Comfort,and unalloyed fascination

If You Love Me..

If You Love me..
Your love drove me
towards the live volcano
where i will be burnt and destroyed
On your fake promises 
I made castles on air 
Oh!!! I was throwing
some pearls in desert
where oasis has value 
Pearls have no value 
just remember 
I am an ocean
you are only a boat 
for a boat to explore ocean
love need to be daring , desperate 
If You love me
Plant a seed of truth
make me part of your missing
Just If you Love me .........

"Just Go Away"

"Just Go Away"

My perplexity to know

How much away?

from............

profundity of vision ?

stratum  of Heart?

Jitters of Mind?

staple of soul?

mightiness of Self?

or

petulance of imagination?

..away

How much away???

" Clear Rejection"

" Clear Rejection"

A moment  

You said with  pain and grief

If you are not there,

My Life stops

I have no demand

I need you to carry me

My soul was blended with your words

I felt my existence in your soul

A Moment 

Suddenly  you uttered

 like a  sharp sword

I am not interested in you

I want freedom from you

I am sick and tired of  you

just go Away.................

Such a "Clear Rejection" from You

A Moment

I realized clear rejection

upset mind for some time

but relives the heart for ever

Clear Rejection well  in time

 is appreciated at times........

Feeling you in Palms- Love Lyrics (Seema Gupta)

"Feeling you in palms....."

In the deep REALM of loneliness
and desert of silence 
unseen and unsaid things 
merge with each other
where silence is thirsty of happenings
thirsty of noise of creation 
thirsty of itself
creating EXUBERANT canvas of moments
your powerful thoughts
appears in cloves of my soul
I try to hold your feelings in my palm 
as if the palm is the complete LOVE to beloved one..
and every line of palms 
every moment of palms… 
even every silenced voice of palm 
making me thrill for a moment 
where i find 
nails engraving YOUR name 
Finally a forced- reminder 
TO FULFIL THE LONGING
OF DRY LIPS..