Making Love

Sunshine is for the break of dawn,
The moon when the night is on.
My blood runs torrent, and
My emotions burn
As you love me.
Face me
Facing you
Saddle me like a horse.
Sail on me, like a ship on the ocean
Mildly watched, by the night eye.
Strip me
Stripping you,
Prey on me, praying not my coming.
My adore, make this heaven everlasting.
Hold me tight,
Caress me to nine.
Oh I'm speechlessly speaking.

Craving on my own

Will love ever remember there is someone
waiting?
It has been with you once, twice or more
me, none.
Will it ever remember there is someone
thirsting?
Filled you with its passion, twice or more,
me, none.
It caressed you to its abode, its throne,
sexing.
I have sat quietly, craving on my own,
lone.

Sweet Home-Coming

I woke in the morning,
made myself a cup of coffee,
in between, thought about your kiss.

Got a call from Maurine,
about her husband in the marine,
in between, thought about your cuddling.

My eyes deepning, voice hoaxing,
days are lonely, strength failing
in between, thought about me missing.

The road is empty and now, cars are sleeping.
Dogs are barking and darkness is falling,
in between, thought about sweet home-coming.

Time to Make Love.

When trumpets blow
and the congas are loud,
when the strings yell in thier harmony,
it's time to celebrate.

When hearts are sunk in sorrow
and the moon hides behind the dark cloud,
when tears set into fear,
it's time to grief.

But when two eyes see each other
and lips cling one unto the other,
when warmth is shared amongst two,
then, it is time to make love.

Love Stay Silent.

I think out of many lovers,
there can only be one true love
in a lifetime. And at most times,
they don't reach the altar with us.
So we end up trying to make right,
what was wrong from the start.

Why should love stay silent?
Why will it never tell us
that this one is a lifetime lover,
that this one will grow old
in our arms. Rich or poor,
they will love us, counting on one thing,
that we love them in return.

The Heart of Love.

The heart of the one who loves you much,
is in your hand.
The one whom you love so much,
has got your heart.
The heart of both of you are,
in the hands of love.
The heart of love from the beginning,
is in the hands of God.

Pain Is Love

My heart is farmished, it hungers.
My tongue craves to taste, it hunts.
Show me the carcass of love, I'll reach,
The remnants of its throne, I'll feed.

But the cries of love are loud and deep
From distance, its echoes are of grief.
Hearts shed tears at the pains of love,
Feels true the saying, "pain is love."

Though, I feel not delight nor disdain.
I feel neither joy nor pain.
For the heavens that spread over my head,
Are of life and not the dead.

Heaven is the emblem of my hope,
The home to the visions of my soul,
That at last, the echo of love will come,
And the broken melody, will find its rythm.

How Can We Know Who Truly Loves Us? Part 2

Chu Lee was an advertising professional. He was the CEO of a top Advertising Company in China. He had known a girl for a couple of years, but the two were not together or even in love.

Chu Lee was diagnosed with a brain tumor. He went through a surgical operation. A month after the operation, the two met again and somehow, they started a relationship. Chu had to go through another operation due to complications from the previous one.

After this, he lost his normalcy. Mr. Chu later went through two other surgical operations before he eventually died. Chu’s “girlfriend” presented marriage documents afterward, claiming that she was lawfully married to the late advertising icon. She claimed Mr. Chu and her had gotten married after his second operation. By this, she claimed to be the right person to resume Mr. Chu Lee’s position as the CEO of the company.

Mr. Chu’s sister and family strongly kicked against this and maintained that, the lady was a liar and was not married to Chu Lee.

But the question truly is, did Mr. Chu truly sign the marriage documents himself? If truly he did, even in his unconscious state, did she marry him because of love or because of the anticipated vacant position of the CEO?

How can we know who truly loves us and not our position, status, fame, power or money? Does it mean that we can know our true lovers, at the time we are yet significant, successful, famous or relevant?

How Can We Know the One Who Truly Loves Us?

How Can We Know the One Who Truly Loves Us?

Love, in the critical sense of it is sought after by many, but none can give absolute love. Then the question arises, how can we know who truly loves us, atleast for who we truly are?

I see fame, beauty, power, wealth, as a light which different insects are attracted. Everyone seeks either or all of these attributes. Anyone who is either rich, beautiful, famous, or comes from a lineage with royalty and power, battles with this question at one point. In the quest for a life partner, this question will always come to the fore at some point.

It is not uncommon for the famous to marry the famous and the rich to marry from among the wealthy too. Atleast in that way, both of them know that the other is not digging into thier wealth, fame or power. Sincerely, we don't even need to keep abreast of celebrity news to know that most of these end up breaking.

A young handsome prince was crowned. When he got to the age of marriage, he craved for true love. All the royal family members made thier recommendations, each one of them. All these ladies were beautiful and gorgeous and most of them became the prince's very good friend. But a question lingers in his mind, "how do I know the one who truely loves me, and not the crown on my head?"

How do we know one who truely loves us and not our status, achievements, fame or power. Should we always search among people of equal status because of this? Or, should we mind less if the other truely loves us, as long as we have the full conviction that our own love is true? Should we go ahead and marry another, not concerned if they are after our fame, money, beauty, status, believing that love isn't all that is needed for a complete relationship?