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Killing me with silence,
Then with words
Cannot phantom this pain
Which is a source of joy
Makes me aware of
You being within me.
Dominating my waking hours
Seizing my dreams too
Drawing me and
Sucking me into you
Making me soak
Every bit of you
Until I can soak no more!!
This is for the Indiblogger The Surf Excel Matic #SoakNoMore contest.
SoakNoMore
whoa.....yeh kahan se aaya? Super emotions girl!
ReplyDeleteThank you G..yeh andhar ki baat hai.
DeleteIs this what the clothes feel before we wash them?
ReplyDeleteJoy always,
Susan
Clothes don't feel half as good as this.
DeleteThanks Susan.
Janu this is great! Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kriti.
DeleteThe emotions of love very nicely portrayed.
ReplyDeleteThanks Suzy.
Deletewoohooo amazing :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Shreya.
Deletemy first thought... whoa!! powerful.... I read it several times; having difficulty shaking the effect, and not to change up your works but if I replace the word joy with depression... describes my feelings perfectly... better, so much so, its my battle cry! WOW!
ReplyDeleteThank you Amy...humbled.
DeleteJust wow . . .
ReplyDeleteThank you Martha.
DeleteMy dear Poetess,
ReplyDeleteYou can start a FIRE in any place, any time (smile). Great, great write!! How I wish I was the soap in your soft, feminine hands...are you smiling??
Of course, I am grinning.
DeleteThank you.
Wow...very vivid and powerful. Great poem!
ReplyDeleteI wonder how it feels like...
ReplyDeleteAwesome. Thanks Mel.
Deleteooh intense... i have no words for this, janaki, except this... GREAT post! <3 :-)
ReplyDeletewow what intensity to this one....the feelings were back and forth early on and i was wondering where you were going....but very nice...
ReplyDeleteNice one, it was short, sweet and apt for the words Soak No More...:) All the best for the contest, Cheers...:)
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