#Januaryfalls18 11. Liquor and Lies

#Januaryfalls18 11. Liquor and Lies

“Hey, come here,”

you call me as soon as you notice me walking in.

I walk towards you,

noticing a half empty bottle

of red wine and you holding a glass.

I take a long sip from yours, and sit down

next to you.

You pull me by the collar

close to your face, our breaths mingled

“I’ll forget that I did this tomorrow, so”

And you kiss me.

Clumsy and with passion.

I hold you up, push you against the couch,

and kiss you back.

Next morning, we go back

to our lives.

Even though we don’t want to forget

that this ever happened.

Hm, this is okay-ish. I’m not very happy but it will have to do.

My bae, Parvathi over at Queen Talks and I are attempting these prompts curated by Poetry Falls over on Instagram.

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#Januaryfalls18 12. Delightful Dreams

#Januaryfalls18 12. Delightful Dreams

You are sitting next to me,

knees touching, the length

of our thighs meeting,  our hips

straining, arms struggling to

hug, shoulders

kissing, but facing

forward.

I turn, you turn

knees cross, thighs

overlap, hips

kiss, chests

smash, lips

collide, hands

move.

I don’t ever want to wake up.

Well, this was delightful to write.

My bae, Parvathi over at Queen Talks and I are attempting these prompts curated by Poetry Falls over on Instagram.

 

 

#Januaryfalls18 5. Somaticize

#Januaryfalls18 5. Somaticize

Stomach aches.

Arms sore.

Legs cramped.

Tears pour.

 

“Try not to think in

situations where you get

anxious.”

Easier said than done.

Anxiety is a bitch.

And so was my therapist.

I really liked the first four lines. I didn’t know what to write next, so it just got a little bland in the second half.

My bae Parvathi, over at Queen Talks, and I are attempting these prompts curated by Falls Poetry over on Instagram.

#JanuaryFalls18 10. Midnight Seas

#JanuaryFalls18 10. Midnight Seas

“Come on, let’s take a walk,”

That was unexpected of you.

I take your hand and lift myself off

gracelessly, but you don’t notice it

because you don’t make fun of it.

My heart is thumping in my ears

deafening the sound of the high tide

crashing against our legs.

We go deeper.

Water keeps raising

to our calves, knees

mid-thigh, waist

You don’t stop.

I don’t stop.

But when the water was finally reaching

up to my chest, you whirl round

pull me to you

hard against your chest

raking your fingers through my hair

you whisper, “I’ll never

ever let you go.”

I’m happy this took a turn like this.

My darling Parvathi, over at Queen Talks and I are attempting these prompts curated by Falls Poetry over on Instagram.

#Januaryfalls18 9. Dalliance

#Januaryfalls18 9. Dalliance

You said you wanted something

with no strings attached

with no complications.

Just a casual spree

you and me.

I agreed.

How could I not?

If it means that I get to spend time with you

for however brief time it is

I will take it.

Even if my heart gets shattered

and splintered.

Hey, two lines rhymed!

Parvathi and I are attempting these prompts, curated by Falls Poetry over on instagram.

#januaryfalls18 8. Cinnamon and cyanide

#januaryfalls18 8. Cinnamon and cyanide

Cozy winters,

curling up in blankets, sweet-smelling

candles around me, book in hand

Could it become true, one day?

Could I ever have a reality that does not end in me

crying myself to sleep, every single night?

Crude chemistry idea. Maybe next life, I’ll be happier.

Well. I have no idea. It just popped in to my head. Also, notice that all the first syllable of every line begins with a “k-“. Exploring the vastness that is this poetry, I shall keep doing new things, where good or bad.

Parvathi, over at Queen Talks, and I are attempting these poetry prompts set by Falls Poetry, over on Instagram.

#Januaryfalls18 4. Dripping Secrets

#Januaryfalls18 4. Dripping Secrets

Now that I know that smile,

and now that I know how to earn it for myself,

time for the next step:

what lies behind that smile?

that rare and alluring smile

that smile that just disarms me

that smile that has to be earned.

Things aren’t as transparent as they seem

I’ve learned,

and people are the same.

So, should I wait for him to tell me,

or should find them out

by myself?

This is not going quite as planned. I mean this poem and the whole poetry challenge. Will come back soon!

Parvathi, over at Queen Talks and I are attempting poetry prompts by Falls Poetry over on Instagram.