a pinky promise?

yesterday

you can make me change my mind

with just a kiss.

it's an easy addiction

a stupid notion

a mad feeling-

but you,

with those lips

can make me change my mind

just like that.

Past. present. future

you are the past.
done.
over.
should be forgotten-
but cannot.

you are the yesterday
when silence was a conversation,
a slight touch gave direction
and bodies knew each other.

you are 'not' the present
should not be
cannot be
will not be.

you are not the future
of course not-
you are my man of the past.

so how come
yesterday,
things slightly went back to old days-
conversation took a different turn
memories lit our way
and we almost
just almost-
went back to the past.

should not happen-
no; never again.
cannot happen-
not again.

past is the past.
there is a reason you are not my present-
there is a even better reason why you won't be my future.

let's keep it like that shall we?

Love a girl who thinks

Love a girl who thinks about others more than she thinks about herself. That’s the kind of a girl you need when you forget to think of yourself. Fall in love with her empathy and caring nature, because, after your mother she will be the only woman who will have a genuine interest to find out how you are faring.

Love a girl who thinks about little things. She will know how you want your evening tea and when to leave you when you start biting your nails, watching the final quarter of a heated football match. Love her for taking seriously your stupid childhood passions and understanding how much these trivial things matter to you.

Love a girl who thinks about the present. She will never compare present with past and future. She would never complain about forgetting her birthday nor will she ever remind you of the surprise birthday party you threw for her in your first year together. Love her for her sensibility but do not take it for granted.

Love a girl who thinks about crazy things. Listen to her when she says how she caught a man in the bus wearing pink socks with leather shoes. Laugh at the cartoons she sketches, for there’s so much to laugh about even though she can’t draw half so well as you.

Love a girl who thinks out-of-the-computer. For she will still prefer making a card for your anniversary rather than sending an e-card, and when she has to break the news about the new arrival to the family, It will never be a mere SMS. Love her for not getting swept by the currents of technology.

Love a girl who thinks the story of life is written by the person who lives it. She will make you feel that the stars you kept reaching for, have finally fallen into your backyard. She will stick with you through thick and thin and show you nothing indeed is impossible.

Love a girl who sometimes thinks of nothing. She will see the brightness of your eyes in the raindrops drooping down from the kitchen window. She will think of your smile when she cooks your favourite dish for dinner. She will meet portions of yourself in the fictional heroes she admires. She will boast about you among her girlfriends.

Love a girl who thinks about you. She will still love your hair even on the days you run out of hair gel. She will know what is best for you, when you don’t know it yourself. And she will keep loving you despite your blaring temper. The next time when you say, you do not want her, she won’t take you seriously at all.

(www.dailymirror.lk)

miss.

It's funny-
i hardly know you
but i miss you.

i hardly talk to you
but i miss your voice.

we hardly kiss
but i miss your lips
pressed against mine.

you barely touched
but the sensation still runs-
down my body
every time my thoughts become you.

smile as we kiss.

hug as we come.

miss me while you love.

Crazy is me

Crazy
is a word invented for me
about you.

a casual word
a simple phrase
thrown in with your talks about her;
have me reeling
with lust,
imagining your lips
working wonders on mine
while your fingers
pull on the tangled hair
while our bodies meet
and my thoughts are blurred
with nothing.
and as our eyes close-
enjoying the near perfection
and you cup my face in your palm
hypnotizing me with your smell
i forget-
everything.

everything that includes your talks about her.

oh! how you do this to me
i would never know.
            if lust is a person-
            baby, that would be you.

Picture perfect

The picture in my head
is perfect.
beautifully proportioned-
dusky colored
with silent strokes
after furious sketches.

bodies entwined
arms outstretched
lips on lips
eye to eye.
a silent kiss
a soft whisper
as the fingers trail delicious thrills
down the body- up the spine.

clinging to one another
in an embrace that spells together
they reach
and nuzzle
and kiss
and cuddle.
marveling at the beauty
of one another.

dark skin against light
long hair tangled with curls
in a swirl of pleasure
they yearn.
soft against firm
curves against muscle
joy unending
they give to each other.

[on my bed
 wrapped in the colours of reds and blue
 while the dim light shines on our faces
 and we lose ourselves
 against each other-
 continuously.]

Noone can give
so tenderly but madly
the way you did
each and every time.

truth.


  

i'm a fool
for being there
for everyone
and expecting
almost nothing
from anyone.
and when i do expect
and does not receive-
i shrug it off
and walk away;
what a fool i am.

i'm just so easy to be used.

i wish she could leave

for ever.

not just to another country

but somewhere far away

away from your heart

and leave you

for me.

and you know i'd be better

at being with you

than she will be.

you know it-

and if you don't-

wait awhile,

like the fools before

you'll no what's better

only after i leave.

Bah.

you tell me
she's beautiful and great
and i laugh
and say the same.
inside
i'm feeling all weird
happy for you
and sad for me.
that it was so easy for you
to jump from one to another
while i
just sit here-
feeling sorry for myself.

wrap it up

It's easier
to distance myself
from everyone else
than tell them
that i became the idiot
once again
getting wrapped up
in your web of sweet talk.

stupid me.

Conquest

I wonder why
i cannot still
wrap my head around the fact
that you'll never be still.
despite knowing,
for sure-
that your just a player
and i,
just a conquest.
another one to add to your list.

Stupidity

freakass.
no, not you. me-
for thinking that you,
out of everyone
is different
like you said you were;
when i knew better
than to trust your word.

[ but then you smiled
  looked down
  and looked so disappointed
  that i,
  the fool, believed.
  Against my better judgment. ]

Word on the street

• 
  
  Word on the street
  is that he keeps them all happy
  until he gets-
  whatever he wants.
  be it on the bed,
  in the car,
  against the wall
  or behind the stairs.
  and then,
  it's-
  chitty chitty bang bang
  g'bye.
  adios lover,
  adios friend.
  hellooooo stranger- how are ya'?
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

Even after all that crazy shit
you put us through

you.make.me.laugh.
:)

Shut up

Asshole

don't talk to me.
don't say hi
don't ask me what's wrong.
just leave me be
alone
with my thoughts
of you
of me
of the kisses
lust.

of the time you gave a damn.

Behind closed doors

Bed.
closed doors
you and me
darkness.

forgotten for a moment
no time to spare
we reach.

you kiss
drawing me in
drowning me.

you touch
wanting me
making me want you.

you reach
where i want you to reach
you pull,
where i want you to pull.
tugging away my inhibition.

silent
soft
fast
hasty

you in me
while i arch
with acceptance
against my better judgement.

it was over
just before we started
when you were done
enjoying me.

My epilogue

1.

A smile
a touch
a glance.

a dance-
body to body
hip to hip
you between me
grinding.

a pull
a kiss
lips on lips;
hesitant
surprised,
momentarily.
only just
for a moment.
lips locked
hazy clouds
music swirls
and we
we, dance.

hands reach
fingers entwined
and we
kiss.
slow
sensuous
inviting.
on
and on
and on.

and then you go back
back to her
until you wanted more.

2.

A text
a call
words twisted.
playful
loving
flirting.

you and me-
a bar
a beer
a smoke
and conversation.

no time no time
no time to spare
and then you,
with your smile-
playing slow on your lips
eyes that speak volumes
take me
into your light
and kiss.
moments lost
your hands in my hair
caressing my neck
touching my lips.

wonderful feeling,
yes it is.
you draw me in
too tight to break free.

3.

No strings
oh no, no strings
just to be there
when you wanted a kiss.
no emotions
no attachments.
I agree,
the fool that I am.

4.

Stolen moments
as vehicles rush by
people walk
while you and I
we talk
and smoke
and hug and kiss.

caught in the moment
lost.
grasping
kissing
yearning
your hands on mine
your lips on my lips
seats drawn back
and we meet.

Hasty
silent
quick
eager;
we make
love.
you and me.

the darkness blinds us
oblivious to the world.
a car park
by the road
twigs in my hair-
a garden.

I arch
you take
we ride
on a wave
of pleasure.

5.
But
now,
that you have taken
what you wanted-
you go
leave.
close doors.

Back,
back to her
like i knew you would.

while I,
the fuckwit,
yes I-
I sit staring
at nothing
while the wind
blows my hair
just the way you like it.