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Dancing In Rain

I didn’t know what love was,
Until I saw you dancing in rain.
I didn’t know what love was,
Until I saw you laugh and smile in that rain.

The clouds bursted that day,
There the summer departed saying it’s byes,
The cold harsh wind blew and the grey clouds embarked on the sky,
And beneath stood, you.

The sky shattered and watered the dry earth,
There in the middle stood you,
You danced, and sung song in the music of the rain,
That day I realised what love was.

Love is watching you dance in rain,
Sing the music, and love is watching you in all happiness,
That is love.

While I sat there looking at you,
I forgot who I was, I forgot a part of me,
That part yearned for you,
And without you, I realised I couldn’t be complete.

Half of me is still here, adoring you,
Looking at your drenched hair,
Wet smile, and damp skin,
Half of me is somewhere else, holding you in my arms.

That was the first time I fell in love,
It clenched me by my fist,
It roped me inside it’s own noose,
It made me stand on a chair and wear that noose around my head,
And I did it.

That was what loving you felt like,
Wrapping the noose around my neck eyeing you, dancing in the rain,
While I look at you, half part of me holding you in my arms and other half somewhere else.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Flower

You, are a rose,
Without any thorns,
You’re that flower of love,
That brings joy, happiness, and every good feeling,
What should I name you,
You’re that flower of love,
Which only comes to life in my garden,
No other garden would suffice you,
It’s me, with my water, you live,
And with your place in my garden, I live,
You’re a rose, or just a flower of Love.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Songs Of Love

How can I forget the songs of love,
How can we live again those verses of love,
Why can’t we just chase everyone and get them,
How can I forget, what it took me to have you.

The songs of love I sang for you,
The melodies of desire I struck for you,
The melancholy of passion rose up,
In those songs we danced.

The music was up high in our ears,
Our hearts thumped so did our desires,
Our bodies craved our touch, so did our love,
In those songs we lived a thousand times but died a thousand times too.

The dance was slow,
The music was slow,
We touched each others souls and crept into each other,
In slow subtle ways of love.

We tore apart our selves for each other,
We found solace in each other,
In those songs of love,
In those songs of passions,
We danced with every emotions.

The loved faded away,
We found love in trusting each other,
The trust faded away,
We found love in worshipping in each other.

The worship faded away,
We went mad for each other,
The madness faded away,
We died for each other.

Our graves are buried somewhere,
Our bodies are departed somewhere,
But in those songs of love,
We lived and died for each other.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Winter Night

On here I shell out myself,
I give everything I have inside to you,
On here shall I bow down,
I pray to you.

[image error]Artwork by:- @katiestamperart

Here in this night of loneliness,
The night where the stars shone brighter,
I stand in front of you, shedding what covered me this much longer,
While you see me who I really am from inside.

Here in this night of merciless cold,
The night where wind froze us,
You sit in front of me, shedding what covered you all the while,
And I see you, what you actually are.

We both look at each other with desire,
We both want to eat each other out,
Hold hand in hand and dance the dance of love,
And sing the songs of passions, while we ride on ecstasy.

Our hearts thumps with confusions,
Our minds with intrusions,
Our souls with confessions,
While we hold each other, and enter in ecstasy.

Here in this night, we take each other in,
Here on this bed, we make love to each other,
Accepting our deepest scars, and lightest wounds,
Caressing our hollowed out passions, and sharpest desires.

We ride all night,
In the merciless winter night,
Where the stars shone and the wind froze us.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Tales Of Night

The tales of love, they never end,
The stories go on and on forever,
The characters roll on and off on each other,
Gasping, panting for each others love, they go on and off each other.

The thirst for passions, they never stop,
The lust grows on each other,
The thrill of entering your loved on doesn’t fade,
It brings more love and romance in each other.

Of all the nights, this night my love creeps out,
Of all the days, this day my desires speak,
They have a voice and an outlet,
They have a distinct form of itself.

Of all the times, I’ve been with you,
Of all the talks we’ve had,
You seem different than usual,
You seem delicate than what you was.

Maybe lying naked,
on ruffled bedsheet,
On a winter night,
Is a magic in itself.

Maybe exploring each other naked,
On the darkest of nights,
Making love with deepest of passions,
Is a experience in itself.

Of all the flowers I’ve smelled,
Your flower brings ecstasy,
Of all the feelings I’ve felt,
Feeling you, is one of my deepest desires.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Ponytail

The way you tie your hair,
Wrap into, a little pony tail,
And your nape shines through,
That gold chain glistens as your hands work through your hair.

It dangles left and right,
It smells of roses and other love flowers,
It shines and burns bright and empowers,
The way your ponytail waves in the wind,
I can only imagine, or come through of the beautiful colour, tamarind,
The moment you swipe your hair from your eyes to your ears, from your nimble fingers,
It looks a guitarist striking the strokes of his guitar, with nimbleness and elegance,
Your lips when you speak, slows down, and the softness of it fractures my soul,
When you make those faces from those lips, a little inside me, frowns and shakes, and withers, and gets provoked.
When you look from those bright, big eyes at me, and you smile, I loose the urge of living,
Your ponytail, dangles my horses,
Your lips, strangle my heart,
Your smile, burns my chest,
Your every inch boils me to nothing.

If I keep looking at you,
While my passions burn,
If I keep looking at you,
I’ll reach a melting point, where I’ll melt by my own passions.

If I keep looking at you,
I fear I’ll be lost,
If I keep looking at you,
I fear I’ll be only left with flesh and bones, and burned and flamed out desires, passions and a lonely, hollow soul.

Let me touch you, let me have you,
Let me stroke that ponytail that you keep tying,
Let me see closely that nape behind your hair, as it shines and glistens,
Let me kiss it, suck it and taste it,
Let me hold your nape, and bite it,
Let me smell those smell of roses and other love flowers,
Let me take you inside me.

You’re there, I’m here,
While you go through your elegance, I burn through lust,
Forego me, or come here,
Let me hold you, kiss you, smell you, make you mine,
Never let you go,
Never Let you go.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Night

In softness of this night,
We burnt bright,
We flamed our wildest desires,
We ignited the thickest fire.

In the wildness of this night,
The moon shining bright,
The stars poking through,
While I make love to you.

I wave my fingers on your skin,
You slither and smear on my skin,
I caress and love you,
While you wither and provoke me.

In the darkness of this night,
The love in our plight,
We lust in utter delight,
We stay awake in pure, ecstasy.

The world slows down,
The heart stops and droops around,
The body tingles with lust,
While mind sings with desire.

The ruffled bedsheet,
Truffled you, lying on it,
Ruffled feathers, our skins wrestles on it,
Our hair snuggles, our bodies go through troubles of passion.

Riding through the waves,
Sailing on desire,
Flying in ecstasy,
We slow down, slowest.

In the silent of the night,
On ruffled bedsheet,
We look into each other eyes,
Lost in oblivion, found in somewhere else of the “World”

The “World” where there’s no one,
Only us, our love grows, our desires grow,
And we lie looking into each other,
Lost in Oblivion.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Euphoria

It was like shouting from the peaks of a mountain,
It was like dancing in rain,
It was like butterfly flying in spring,
It was like tasting universe, when I kissed her.

I melted in her lips,
I jolted her hips,
I chased her hips to her hair,
We got ensnared.

Our bodies burned,
Our hands heated,
Our desires boiled,
And we became one.

It was like a loud music playing,
It was like a big bundle of happiness,
It was like universe uniting us,
It was like that, when I held her.

In Her eyes I drowned,
I froze, I swam,
In her lips, I drank,
The tastiest wine of love.

In her body I felt hollow,
Yet, in my arms she felt complete,
In my love she felt safe,
Yet, in her love I felt dying.

Our souls collapsed,
Our bodies entangled,
Our lives intertwined,
Our love, our lust, became, One.

Our hands joined,
Our lips smacked,
Our worlds collided,
Our worlds bursted.

Euphoria rose from our bodies,
Desire settled down,
Love rose from our hearts,
Lust pondered in corner.

We were still deep into us,
We were still one,
We were still tasting our universe,
We were still tasting wine.

This night may pass,
It might, die,
This life may turn out opposite,
We may go apart.

This night is what we have,
This day, we make Love,
On this bed, we taste wine,
In this room, we ride on waves of passion.

We may stop, we may start,
You might cry, I might shout,
We have to stay Euphoric,
We ride this wave of passion.

With headache, and burning bodies,
With ecstasy and boiling passions,
We keep riding the wave, rising in Euphoria,
Never stop, never end.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Eyes

The smell of love,
The smell of desire and,
The smell of passion,
Jested out of me, the moment our eyes met.

The world collapsed,
The train of thoughts fells astray,
I lost the meaning of living and dying,
The moment our eyes met.

The collision of feelings,
Resulted in pollutions of the soul,
That cracked open my wounds,
The moment our eyes met.

Scary, beautiful,
Gloomy, dreamy,
Dark eyes of yours,
Pulled something within me, I wasn’t the same person after that.

I felt empty yet content,
I felt hollow yet whole,
I felt broken yet not so broke,
The moment our eyes met.

© Ashraf Shaikh

Wild Obsessions

I’ll never be able to tell you what I feel about you,
I’ll never be able to have you in my life,
I’ve just sat at one corner and went madly in love with you,
But, I know, we’ll never be together.

I don’t have that guts to speak out my love to you,
I don’t have that willingness to have you,
I never chased you,
But, I’ve become obsessed with you.

Like that coffee that jitters your mind,

Like that beer that hits straight up,

Jittering and panting I try to live my life,

But, this obsessions just grow like wild trees.

In those wild tress,
In that wild obsessions I chase you,
Jittering and panting.

© Ashraf Shaikh