God,
breathing is deleterious
to the health
in this carcinogenic Earth;
I long to breathe no more.
But tell me, “God”,
how long can I
waste my life
without breathing at all.
I yearn to breathe
the salubrious zephyr
of an orgasm
and prolong my life
to worship you evermore.
Drop me, please, an angel
from the Heaven’s sheath
to soothe
the naked emotions
of my caustic heart.
I have had enough,
with the earthly maidens.
Poor creatures,
no matter
how much they venture
with their fervent impetus
they just cannot
melt the iceberg
of my voracious lust
into the stream of love
and let it irrigate
the sensual garden
of my fecund soul.
Copyright 2004 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviewed by Simon Thurlow (Reader)
Reviewed on March 18, 2004
No idea where you dug that phrase up from, but it is truly inspired. Wonderful write Bhuwan
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on March 16, 2004
Outstanding and passionate.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on March 15, 2004
Bhuwan
'Drop me, please, an angel
from the Heaven’s sheath
to soothe
the naked emotions
of my caustic heart.
I have had enough,
with the earthly maidens.
Poor creatures,
no matter
how much they venture
with their fervent impetus
they just cannot
melt the iceberg
of my voracious lust
into the stream of love
and let it irrigate
the sensual garden
of my fecund soul. "
This art and your poetry is
breathtaking so beautiful.
Love n luck Poet ;)
I lyke this one...
I lyke the honesty....
I lyke emotions paged without fear of falling...
this is a wonderful write..
Graham
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2004
Deep insightful write!
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2004
Well you chase them tell they catch you, one will melt your heart,least one is over protective being affraid of getting hurt, then the heart turns to stone.
Superbly written, candid too..
Reviewed by jan nunn (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2004
STUNNING !! sad to say,yet one will surely come who melts your heart
Oh my goodness Bhuwan, I'm not sure what you said but it sure is hot.
Son in my neighborhood you would be considered a true mack. Excellent write, sensuous, steamy, and a new way of describing horny. No disrespect intended I loved this piece. PEACE and LOVING. Mikii
Bhuwan a brilliant poem of recognition! I'm so glad you have the wisdom to wait for the "whole package" without a like {mind heart and soul} you will never be complete. Happiness is fleet in this ephemeral world! We must make the best of it while we're here, not get involved in relationships that have no value! We should look at our mates as those who will go with us through all eternity!
This was a fantastic poem! I loved the intersection and interplay of sex and spirit - it ties to humanity to well. For we are both are we not?
Your sensual garden may exist only in your mind at the moment, but somewhere exists the woman who will indeed melt the iceberg of your voracious lust. Great, great, great!
...maybe you've yet to meet your zephyr, Bhuwan; I'm sure she will exist somewhere on the face of this earth in human form! Agreed, until you are fully engaged with another in a meeting of minds, emotions and bodily, the physical act of love is not fully releasing to the uttermost that it is designed to be. You obviously have so much to give - keep searching on the for one who will be able to both quench your thirst and be satisfied by you in return! A very stimulating write - thank you! KB
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2004
Your words are like honey Bhuwan...
I pray that one day you do meet
an angel...I do believe there are some
here on earth...it may just be your
destiny...FANTASTIC writing....floria
Reviewed by Susan Sparks (Reader)
Reviewed on March 14, 2004
What a passionate write! I do believe you've not only just melted an iceberg, you just sunk the Titantic with this Beauty.
Bhuwan, looks like my friend you are ready to fertilize the whole garden of love. Maybe grow your own outlet? Excellent postulation young man. Your friend Bill
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'Drop me, please, an angel
from the Heaven’s sheath
to soothe
the naked emotions
of my caustic heart.
I have had enough,
with the earthly maidens.
Poor creatures,
no matter
how much they venture
with their fervent impetus
they just cannot
melt the iceberg
of my voracious lust
into the stream of love
and let it irrigate
the sensual garden
of my fecund soul. "
This art and your poetry is
breathtaking so beautiful.
Love n luck Poet ;)
Lady peg
another keeper
William
TRASK
Reindeer
~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~
I lyke the honesty....
I lyke emotions paged without fear of falling...
this is a wonderful write..
Graham
Superbly written, candid too..
Son in my neighborhood you would be considered a true mack. Excellent write, sensuous, steamy, and a new way of describing horny. No disrespect intended I loved this piece. PEACE and LOVING. Mikii
~Chrissie
This was a fantastic poem! I loved the intersection and interplay of sex and spirit - it ties to humanity to well. For we are both are we not?
Your sensual garden may exist only in your mind at the moment, but somewhere exists the woman who will indeed melt the iceberg of your voracious lust. Great, great, great!
~Rose~
Very well done!!
Love Tinka
Carmen :-)
I pray that one day you do meet
an angel...I do believe there are some
here on earth...it may just be your
destiny...FANTASTIC writing....floria