Love takes different forms .. from a seemingly simple desire to lust and an extreme possessiveness .. the simple desire can strike anyplace .. in the road, on the metro or watching a movie .. the very physical form of someone can make you desire them ..
With desire in her eyes,
she feasted on him
In the crowded running train
Her eyes were just for him
Ignorantly he stood, far from her
Deep in thought just like in trance
She did everything to get his attention
Her quick glance, her nervous smile
The little movement of legs, crossing over her thighs
She made the slightest noise just for him
- an excerpt from the poem "Desire", Sep 2004
.. the desire at times meanders on the borders of lust .. desires to be with some one .. not necessarily for partnership but to satisfy the deep physical urges .. what do we label this? Despite sex being as natural as eating or sleeping, it’s been burdened with shame since ancient times.
So why does a stress-relieving act that floods us with happy hormones and connects us powerfully to others have such a social stigma? Maybe because sex is powerful and dangerous and can transform the most stable among us into heady, unpredictable creatures ..
In fact, since the beginning of life on Earth, sex has shaped our existence, changed our relationships, and influenced our roles in society.
Grabbing her silken hair with both hands
Suddenly I lifted her face close to mine
Feeling her smell lingering all around
I kissed her rounded lips pristineStill holding her by her hair
I drank her mouth with mine
The torrid passion embedded within me
flew through my tongue down her spine
- an excerpt from the poem "Lust", Nov 2004
.. in extreme situations, the desire invokes the monster within us .. there is no justification for this dangerous and willful invocation of the monster .. it has serious ramifications and violates the very principle of living ..
His craving for company grew day by day
He wished to own, possess, belong
He desperately hoped for that ray
He just wanted someone his ownNow he smiled as he saw her walking past below
The evil in him quickly made friends with the beast
Possessing his spirit, he awakened to a new low
He was ready to solve his loneliness with a sumptuous feast
- an excerpt from the poem "The Devil", Mar 2010
Part 1, Love