
As I bellowed in the dark
I cringed and squirmed
Leaving no doubt of recovery
The slam shuddered from the depth of me
As I lay half-naked
Light peered thru the blinds
Investigating the reason
Soulful talk ensued
Consoling and caressing
Wiping and cooing
I looked deep into his eyes
With kohl smeared countenance
Something shook me…
Was it the chill of the night
Or the spine…?Amid angst
Hard touch checked my beats
As he smiled and smirked
Tears from above lashed
Deafening, numbing the senses
That has always been so…
While I lay vacant with traces of familiarity…
I think I've been concentrating entirely on fine art these days that I completely neglected my writing which by the way I am trying to refine. Please don't laugh at me. I really wish to write as fine as L'girl, Aniket, Cathy and Vesper. Not to forget l'tl Kriti. Since I started blogging I've put on hold my short stories to the entire dismay of my husband. So here comes the lash my friends...pls bear with me...
Passion
Foliage
Unnamed
This is a sketch with color pencils. I loved the shape of it and the lovely colors so decided to sketch it. Hope you all like it.
Hi there, Sorry for being late!!