Countryside Dream

Countryside dream

I have winged this,
When my heart says,
Unleash from curb
& take a swing miss.

Abode where I live in trance,
deep nights seem ceaseless.
Morning hue shiver the virile’ s
lingered ardent gasp……..

Vague manoeuvre,
in the meticulous embrace.
Supping the rufous wine,
innumerably absorbed by those split lines.

Urge for more wine,
or covet to dig in the gold mine,
gulping breath,
lips went in tilt.
scout’s hand around amber waist,
pulling her to him,
lips got locked in evincing depth.

Drenched in quaffing wine,
letting to mingle each other’s divine,
stupendous sharing,
of drunken wine.

Home where window,
let the wind of bow,
fondling the souls in serene,
causing gust to explore more!!!!!!!!!!!!

Unending
Unbeatable
Unimaginable musings

Asmi!!
No strings attached Soul!!!

 

 

With coffee

coffee

One day as normal I was sitting with my coffee……smell of beans as usual enthralling….. Wind from somewhere let that smell to escape from cup and reach me.. Probably smell of beans never asked that wind where are you from,why did u help me to escape…..Neither I tried on this puzzle…. Yet I fell in love with that smell.

Here I din’t think of any who helped me to fall in such divine love

It means am ungrateful?? Isn’t it?

I rushed to mighty lord  to ask this….He said

My Lil pie…. Sometimes you don’t question bcoz you are not destined for curtained answers,

I closed my eyes… Gazed my presence in romance I had with beans smell!!!

Forever in love with coffee,❤
Asmi

Am not a Feminist!!….

Howbeit ‘M not a feminist!!!!!!!!!!!…So I sound against tussling women??!!!!!!!!!! , isn’t it
???

Am writing this to entire human race, a race believed, lived in pragmatic way since an era, believing in togetherness which is  irrespective of the religion they follow, language they use, tribe they belong to.  That race is still alive, living, infusing within themselves,  benevolence ( an extreme kindness), munificence(generosity) and altruism. I agree with you dear world, we find very few who have analogous believe, but believe me the count is certainly not none.
Why always solution is found in the extremist ways???? , You need not to oppose a gender in whole for the crucify and torment you have faced. Problem doesn’t lie in gender,race or religion, it’s in the Mentality!!!!!!!……. Target that.

How many examples we have, where a woman is against an other women, who is enjoying her common rights, right to speech( disobeying rituals followed as she doesn’t find it meaningful), freedom to think (who is dressed as per her like)…. In total what am saying is,Always target to change the mentality, not any gender, race or religion!!!!

Believe, have tendency to behold hope in your prolong quest to meet that race…HUMANE HUMAN RACE!!, they are alive!!!, it’s beautiful to live humane!!

I ask you, don’t you belong to such one race???!!… who believe, live unbound from any BINDED CONCEPTIONS!!.

DEBRIEF, QUESTION YOURSELF TODAY , you might see yourself part of such race one day!!!, towards peaceful world!!!

Asmithaaa…. Thirsty for being humane forever!!!

Shore!!!

Shore where,
water meets sand glare…
shore where barque,
meets land to its anchor…..

Shore where,
thirst meets content…..
shore where,
musings meet abut…….

Shore where,
some torment meets peace…..
Shore where,
itself resides in misery……

A boat says,
Shore where,
awe is in each splinter…..
Shore where,
intoxicating night’s musk is such so common…

Shore where,
a boat sailed by its wish……
Shore where,
senorita is missing to discern………

Shore where,
a beauteous  heart walking alone……
shore where,
hopes are still on, to get her hands along……

Shore where
hands to hold, is dead…………
Shore where
sour is already in blend………….
Shore where,
search for soothing, is endless……..
Shore where,
your  hopes seemed bare ….

One old!!
Asmithaaa…..

What do words mean to me!!!!!!!

*A mere try to express!!!!!!

Never deceptive,
Never tainted in perceiving me.
Never Belittle my hobble,
whenever I was pauper to babble.

Like flute blends
air to melody……….
Words always sheer canvassed,
my every reverie………..!!!

You in Me as a temper,
     or
Me in you, as in temple.
is always unknown,
still we are best known!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ashmiiiiiii,
In and out with words…. My best pal!!!!

Drama

Drama starts like this…….

Curtains raises,
seen was about eyes,
of that senorita,
searching for whom caballero,
drilled entire words womb.

Urge took its first birth,
leaped into sea of cast.
Scenes went one on one,
caballero could made to her courtyard.

Words boarded first,
in no time voice sailed to that shore.
For split seconds of Queen,
man with love craved prolong.

He splashed his compassion,
in side out he could ever canvas.
Purity he saw in her heart,
Bought all smugness for the man with candour .

Nude expressions,
they spilled on faces,
profound in their way of being,
made them easy to perceive the grill.

She owns a shore of scar,
still he sailed on and on with his ardour for her.
He started having her in everything,
even lived the moments in gasp of night’s warmth.

He is drenched by her,
Or say by his musings in serene.
What that heart gonna get,
Is something time have to reveal.

“I had made love to you in dreams”
Words from him, luring, echoing in her ears.
She wonders, what thread in her,
made this affinity to occur.
Shall she let him breath her breath?, is what remained unresolved till drama ends…….

Never seen, hardly known to each, mysterious thread behold this shore and his heart…….

Life is such epic drama…..,

Asmitha,
Flares spread!!!!!