Desire of a Transvestite

Oh, a vision to behold!The charms of a lady in bold disguiseBeyond the display window,Under the golden chandelier,She shimmered in silken lightSparkling glitters cloud my thoughtsThe curves and edgesAwake an uneasy yearning in my heartFor the Goddess wrapped on a sculptureIn glorious crimson and black. How do I describe Her in a word?Ravishing?Breathtaking?Or perhaps,Vindictive?Lovely, as …

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A Blissful Reverie

Dancing to the rhythmic tunes of your loveI sway around, the conqueror of my dreamsI am fine-tuned, like a puppet on your stringsMusings of you in midnight and daylightMy Achilles heel twirling on a potter's wheel.  Perpetually wrapped in the crevices of my mindAre the thoughts of your gaze grazing mineEyes, as serene as the …

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Fleeting Lives in Motion

Hasty windows,Slow intersection. A supper of love and laughter through one,Kids raising a ruckus through another.Marital squabbles and disappointment through one,Friendly chit-chat and poker games through another. One slept peacefully,In the comfort of a loving shoulder.Another peeped lazily,Through half-closed eyes.One sipped coffee,With a newspaper in the other hand.Another nudged the illuminating screen,Listening to an unknown …

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Freedom?

Behind the bars,Laments a miscreantA well-fed creature with a sickly heart,Trapped in a Kafkaesquean trial. Miles away, staggers a rose-tinted dream,Wrapped delicately in a shroud,Seeping into the far-flung achromicity,Yearning for freedom from the sins unsinned. When the hushed sobs prickedThe remorse of another fragile heart,Mama unlocks the cage,The prisoner is set free. The merry bird …

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Prisoner

Hands are untied Imprisoned by your sugar-coated lies My innards, swarmed with grey-hued butterflies Cautiously preys on my undiagnosed inside Your honey from my full-bloomed flower Is now bleeding redโ€”pangs of anxiety Shoots the "lub-dub" down A heavy, melancholic melody A contagious malady Lie to me more, my silent heart still believes Inscrutable it remains, …

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Rain, rain, come again!

Country towns submerged in white noiseRain fell "pitter-patter" against the roof,Carrying away debris from the gutters Slow precipitation hit the barren earth,Begot the sweet aroma of petrichor,Captivated us with sheer excitementLeaving our dolls haphazardly,We rushed out of the house. Drizzle transmuted into heavy downpourWe held each other's handsFeeling the droplets coursing through our skin,We gazed at …

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