The Path

Checkered experiences
Build a path towards tomorrow.
Gentle shadows of memories
Create a respite from the scorching harshness.
Streaks of Joy bring in
Brightness to show us the way ahead
Lumbering footsteps
Change pace to a quick step.
A renewed desire surges
Bringing us even closer .
The blurred horizon at the yonder
Seems a little more defined .
Then the path takes another turn
And Life just goes on right ahead …

Passion

The door
Stood slightly ajar.
In an attempt to shield from prying eyes.

The chiffon
Peeked from round the corner.
Shyly blushing a deeper pink.

The trouser
Had followed boldly,
And now lay in a crumpled heap.

The entwined fingers
Snuggled deep into the
Gently heaving navel.

The lips rested
On the back of the nape.
Rhythmic breath whistling of dreams.

The voile curtains
Swayed ecstatic in the breeze
Billowing in the wafting emotions.

The errant sunbeam crept in
Surreptitiously to deepen
The flush on the glowing, moist skin.

The night of the storm had passed.