The Crystal Maze

FALSE SKIN

The false skin which covers her skin...like peaches in bloom...softness of silk...fingers missing the lines when they pass over.

From head to toe....her form painted in one colour...no matter which layer gets peeled...it’s the same tinted canvas underneath.

She like him sees only in monotone colour...for her its gray, though a few layers less. Light and dark...like radiance passing through her still thoughts, disturbing the calm she thought she was cocooned in.

Fidgety fingers, restless eyes...and for the lack of rhyme...eyes, locked upon his bare thighs!!

Seduction I say is quite straight forward...for the one who wants to seduce, has already given in!!

OWN ME ...I AM UP FOR SALE

I belong to everyone…No one belongs to me.

Like a rejected dancer on a professional night…I hide in the dark corners of anonymity.

Like a favorite childhood toy now broken…only to be played with alone.

Like the unsaid fantasies of the night…ashamed of in the morning.

A best friend not to be seen with. An exclusive dress up for sale. Taboo, forbidden, unspoken.

You like me for who I am…but you love someone else for who I am not.

PURPLE IN PEACH

I saw a stranger in my dream…or was I in a strangers dream?

Uncovered and devoured in a game of voyeuristic gratification under the cover of Peach & Purple haze…rather Purple IN Peach.

A rabbit caught in the clutches of a delicate young kitten…too innocent to kill…too scared to run away. The prey wants to be hunted…mesmerized by the look of the stranger. The layers melt to her smile…exposed to her laugh. Don’t know what is more satisfying…the way she looks at me…or the way I look at her looking at me!

Baring all for the ecstasy of the nameless.

JUST FOR YOU

The most beautiful people in the world are not with fair spotless skin or sharp features or a killer figure...they are the ones who can make the other person see the beauty of the world when they are around.

There are the core of our happiness...they are the reason why we like dressing up...they are the reason why we smile when dreaming...why we sing for no reason. They are the reason why sunrise looks so beautiful or the morning dew so pure. They are the reason why love stories are written or why romantic movies are made. They are the Gold at the end of a rainbow...they are the ones draped in the rainbow. They are the reason why flowers come in so many different colors...

...they are the reason why we bow our heads when we pray.

You are the reason I bow my head!!

Like the fragrance of an incense stick you fill up my senses. There is entirety in conversations every time we talk. Even if it is just a "hi". Is this not divine? Or like the sculptures in ancient Indian temples with chastity in intimacy...divinity has a new meaning...divinity has a new name.

Love, Lust...are just mere words. Too rigid to capture the complete form of what I am trying to express. You were in white last night…reminded me of an angels wings…which covered me while I slept. You might be in black the next time…like the canvas of night which I would paint with my desires. Red one day…Pink the next. I am addicted to your colors…I am addicted to you.

You are the one who makes me see the beauty of the world when you are around!!!

SHE SMILES

She lays half naked on the soft hay

The shadow of the mango trees covering her exposed crimson skin

Softness below her…the weight of his hardness above her

A single sigh erupts from her wet lips…She lays half naked on the soft hay

She smiles…

A DAY LIKE THIS

The day starts all alone in bed...hands movin through thin air to feel the mystical presence of your shadow if any, but only to grasp the whiff of dreams you left behind. The afternoon is spent waiting for the phone to ring...to hear your voice...for you to ask me to whisk you away from the clutches of the world into the world of our fantasies and desires...into the world of uninhibited sexual frenzy...of my curling fingers...of our grazing thighs...of our locked lips.

But the day goes by wondering, what would it be like, if you were here... oh, what would it be like, if I were to throw you on the bed and fill you and fill you and fill you, all through the graying darkness of the evening and then, both of us relaxing into each other all through the moonlit night...

'UN'

The uncomfortable screams of silence,
The unfathomable thoughts in your mind,
The uncontrollable desire to dwell deeper in the abyss of love
The un-you & The un-me!

MAYZ-ISM (24)

Smile and the world smiles with you...

...frown and the world looks for someone else who is smiling

BLACK ROSE

Behind a cage, trapped like a bird
Freedom lost, love lost, lost was the world
Trying to flutter the wings only to see them die
Weeping so softly, for none could hear her cry
She wipes those tears that fill her eyes
Visions of the past marquee the skies

Far away she can hear the waves
As they shatter against the rock face
Just like her dreams did that day
When her love was snatched away

He looked at her one last time
Kissing her cheeks, brushing her hair
She was dressed in a red velvet gown
For her it was the moment
For her it was just the right flair
The flower she picked at sunset that evening
As she walked towards him in her graceful pose
But she didn’t know, she didn’t see
For the flower she picked was a Black Rose

He looked at the sunset when he said
Life has gone down on my love
No light even from the moon above
The night was there, the darkness was new
Time was still as the shadows grew
She just looked at his face
But his eyes had an empty gaze
They didn’t say what she wanted to hear
No more did he want to hold her near

She still hears those words echo
Holding time, for she cant let the memories go
She kneels on the floor
Only the heartbeat can be heard
I love you she says
But love never utters a word

DIVINE RADIANCE

Divine Radiance on the Window Sill...Tempting and Indulgent!!

Draped in moonlight...tiptoe-ing through my thoughts.

Teasing me with the undefined!!

A thousand questions asked...a million answers given.

Yet elusive to the heart...yet capturing my mind.

High tides of the roaring sea...reflection of the impatience within.

Eyes searching for you in the mist...fingers trying to trace a path on your form.

Chocolate and Cheese...feeding on your flavours.

So near yet untouchable...tease!

Envious of the raindrops finding their way into your curves

Re-defining the sins. Paradoxical Divine Radiance. Tempting and Indulgent!!!

MAYZ-ISM (23)

Flirting is an art.

You are given a blank canvas and then it’s upto your talent whether you create a kindergarten drawing or the Sistine Chapel!!

WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES TONIGHT

When I close my eyes tonight I feel you resting on my eyelashes like the night fairy sneaking her own dreams into my eyes.

When I close my eyes tonight I know you are the warmth that passes through my breaths on this cold night.

When I close my eyes tonight I know it’s your voice which rings in my thoughts like the temple bell before the prayer of my Goddess starts.

When I close my eyes tonight it’s with a hope to feel you with all my senses and not just my eyes.

SUBLIME IDIOSYNCRASY OF A FERTILE CEREBRAL CORTEX

Ever contemplated in a curious dimension? Not where the confines of era and liberty are circumstances twisted by a fraction of your intelligence waiting to grip the sublime human imagination prisoner in a droning xenophobic civilization, rather where the ingenuity of the psyche is set free to envisage and gratify and cosset itself with no precincts. Where terms and sentences have no denotation rather they just gush as liberally as the thoughts in your mind surrounding you in a prism of eternal contentment in this world crammed with pied-piper cohorts. Gaze beyond the habitual routine behaviour; rather endeavour to dwell in a dimension where 1+1 is not equal to 2 but can be 11, 121, infinity and even 0. Stop looking from a rational perspective and let the windows of your consciousness unwrap to a cosmic expanse of inestimable selection. To a few this might be pure incoherent rambling but I am not here to entertain the mundane populace. I am here to enlighten the ensnared essence. Leave it or like it…the sham and the travesty of the world won’t let the soul run away from it.