The Forgotten Childhood

"... was unknown to known world;

... wouldn’t recognize the throb of pulsated heart

Wickedness was supposed to be around me,

but naive spirit won’t (let) know what’s hurt

Trivialized the bitterness of people

Ignored the wickedness of thoughts

Savoured the time with sniggers

& always believed in many avenging Gods

Everybody loved tiny feet;

the voices; the sound; the noises; the shits

Nobody spoke of anything against something

Thus, even the spirit left unaware of everything, at least

Every morn, Waking up at dawn

Done undone homework

& getting ready for school,

Subsequently, worrying ‘bout written homework

& crying when teachers seemed to be rude

At noon, Bringing smile to faces

Getting hurried for having lunch

Playing with cool-uncool friends, all day

& again getting worried ‘bout classes work

In eve, With the last bell in the cell in school

getting ready to get back to home

Talking, laughing, smiling, & giggling, all time

till the feet reached back to the doorway, in room

On nights, Working late nights

Getting lost into the thoughts of next days

“Ah, homework’s still undone, 

& tests’re ‘bout to be happened,” that’s what life was, Anyways

The life knew nothing more than such polychromatic things

Perhaps, there was still more to be learned

that’s being experienced with time, in a blink

Soon, those tiny feet stepped out to the world

Schools got replaced with colleges

Kids entered the zone of youth-booth

& some of ‘em wandered across bombshell hostesses, so smooth, I soothe

27 years later,

What’s left is nothing but the memories of forgotten world – 

the world where once the spirit’ve been naive;

& the heart way far from heartaches –

but today... 

those laughs, the sniggers, all snickers – 

the hum in the morn, the rejoice at noon

& the euphoria of tranquility at night... 

everything’s certainly left behind, I remind – is gone

True colors of people’ve been shown,

but the worth of world’s still untold

Naive spirit understood what exactly the life is

& melancholy heart played the analogies of wicked bliss, unbold

The day, the night, the hours, the moments... 

even the time’s being forlorn,

Once the bitterness that’s been unfamiliar to soberness,

& the wickedness that’s left way far from naive spirit’s... Home 

The same morn knocks at the window pane, 

but the childhood’s gone

Paired noon enters the day, 

but the childhood’s gone, so lame 

The same eve, the dusk, memories misbegotten...

even the insubstantial glory of starring night still come,

but the thing that ain’t come is the childhood-forgotten."

Ps. 

A couple of days earlier, I've had a great pie of time with one of my prettiest friends named "Ms. Kamal". She's one of the nicest gal i've ever met in my entire life-time. I asked her 'bout her fav. book and she named: "Harry Porter". Well, the series's just conjugated with some phenomenally magical vibes by whirled well ov'r the scenario of magic by "J.K Rowling", who's herself a great & one of the top listed A+ grade authors (authoress) around the world. When I asked to Kamal, "Why do you like this book?" She replied: "... cos, there're some "Childhood" memories linked up with an every page of book (or scene of movie)." I adored her words & bashed up the furrowed heart of that pretty gal, of course in 'bout no time, indeed. Well, "childhood memories" is .. are one of the bizarre in everyone's life that never leaves their hand, no matter how far you've gone in life. So, that's all... it's 'bout. And, Since that day, i've had to write something on it. I always wanted to write something on childhood but never got time to pen it down, but when I conversed with Kamal. I fathomed that... it's not just me who, sometimes, get wandering ov'r the wrecked ridges of olden memories, but everyone living across the world has their own childhood "abandoned memories" to get waved along.
And, today, finally.. I get my butt in the chair & expectedly.. come up with anew write ;)

~ Velvet Romance ~

The night's drooled with sin so am I 

Velvet Romance we want, get high!

~*~*~ 

On dinner,
I kiss the gun that you hold; All the bullets, I devour

You shoot me with love, though can’t even hold your own

The sinner, i'm.. do step forward to shudder your heartbeats;

& pull up my chair to get us in gear, takin' you off your duty, Lady.

Crime branch officer, you’re

The cure to your tranquillizer, I become

Nothing’s more important to me

than to chew you real hard alike trident chewing gum.

I stare at the shaped glamour of your waxed legs from behind
(I stride ahead to hold you tight from behind)

My hands long to roam all ov’r your soften body to have you mine

~*~*~

~*~*~
Soon, my lips lick your pearl necklace; soft ears, & cold breath

You turn around. Look at me... in the eye

Forgetting all religion even your prisoners, all criminals, you crime

& venture alongwith me to the bed of roses... for a night.

I drive you soberly to my bedroom; gently throw you on linen mattress

You hide your bare spirit behind the lace of very curtains,

but I swallow you with anew taste of single malt bourbon.

Your religion, I spoil. Your faith, I demolish.

What more you expect from the hopeless lover of yous

I am the addiction that often makes you impoverish.

The disaster to heart, & a sweet bizarre to your spirit – i’m,

My love makes you forgetting the words of Uncle sam

So, behind the walls of prison, you get hooked up with me - The Son Of Sam
~*~*~
I lick your creampie thighs
Velvet Romance's what we're bewitched with by sides.

The Life Of Poorer ~ A Two Way Street

~*~*~
Under the canopy of nightfall,

Lavender scents drag him to the Plethora of Utopia

He closes his very eyes, & wishes...,

how wonderful it’d be, if there’s no wistful Nostalgia?

“Having lived with serenity”

that’s all what he’s desperate to have for,         

The world’s being despaired since eons,

then how can he even feel the zeal of being in allure?

Crowded world’s on the go, all day

Bewitched lives sleeping on him in alley

What more ways’re left to summarize the dis-functioning of lives...

if the world’s already drawn to the cascades of Chesapeake bay?

(Oh... such dysfunctional tribes)

Ye --- the world’s being sunk...

deep inside the veins of their own venom,

Practically, Richer getting more richer, every day

but the Poorer’s getting crushed down ‘neath their feet alike earth worm, I say

Anyways...

The nightfall’s getting overstated with falling snow

His spirit goes underrated by AU

He can never reach people he’s damn surrounded with

cos.. today, even the families belonging to... “Dough”
Ah... his heart gets shattered into the pieces of his own tears

Every drop runes the heartaches of his life ‘pon black marbles,

but his tears -- the archaic imprints -- won’t be ever read by anyone...

cause before one comes, the whole universe’s treacherously gargled

Wickedness’s all what he gets...

The ecstasy of life is what they give

He whispers lying ‘neath the shell of snow,

& resting ‘pon the mattresses of hard cliffs

that.. his life’s nothing but a two way street,

that’s lyrically crushed b/w the Arbles of Stalacites & Stalagmites

Last, he opens his eyes;

conceives anew morn rising outta the mist of dawn,

His day’s just embarked on with melancholy heartaches

& will be ended to the symphony of black swan

The Life Of Poorer, he sages.

~*~*~

Infernal Pantomime - The Damnation

Frivolity’s not what my love’s ‘bout. Get it?

Felicity’s for what I often devout. know it!

***

My poetic words at once confuse... but delight you, for sure

It’s quite a... charming conundrum that certainly obliges you, my whore

You be substantive. For you, hann, Centipede, I become, nahh?

You wring the mist off your stimulant breath...

& I quietly salve your ears with the chum of hum, wahh.

I’m enthralled to have you so delectable, pungent, & erotically ironic

Merciless demon, I’m so you must be romantically sarcastic

Pillow fight’s what you’re ultimately bewitched with

Tender love & damnation sooth you with infernal pantomime, hell so indecisive

Your colden---breath shape the mordacity... of intangible winds,

I carve you well in some Romania figureheads

& you certainly get captured into the anthology of mid-dreams

Then, Melodically, I wake you up ov’r the nights’,

& waft you well to the obsession of chex mix

You sniffed the ménage of my love & impose its tapestry ‘pon heart, sadistically cathartic.

***

The Traitor

~*~*~
Someone’d meet her right beyond the coast

With such a hope, she left for the shop.

Soon, white cheeks turned to red & ruby lips... into pink...

when she saw her lover, Mr. bower, outta sync

Holding a gift in a hand;

Capturing the beauty in eyes, they winked

Their infatuation had ‘em lost & ecstatic...

across the moment at what they damn blinked.

She paced toward him. He certainly strode toward her

Their love grew across the roads

Admittedly, she dived to sailor’s heart

She was new to love-journey so.. craved to have her feet cold

He took her behind the veil of dark night

& his hands rolled down all ov’r her body, untold.

He drove her to his secret realm; 

locked the door from inside

Their love astounded ov'r the night

& dark clouds roared up with transgression in the sky.

Lighting embarked on & sparked with another buzz of fuzz

She relinquished her everything to him...

without even fathoming the wickedness of lust

She put her all belief into him

The next moment, he entered her womanhood

& their heartbeats raced up deep inside...

having too many electrifying liquidity of lynn.

Suddenly, 

The winds blew. Doors unlocked.

Four men, two women entered the room

The pal laughed at the gal like a black baboon

Lying ‘neath the nakedness of his heavy body,

Now, she scared to have herself lost into sinful lobby

She tried hard to escape, but he increased the speed

Before she got herself covered, he drooled her flesh with his seed.

Now...

It was a time to take another trip. Another men held the realm;

& those women had her calmed. 

Every second, she’s been through.... got her bottom banged, she bombed!

Her tears rolled down her cheeks;

Hums got replaced with screams

The moan she was breathing a minute ago..

got turned into the nightmares &... into shattered dreams.

 Mystic love she wanted, but what she all she got was raped

Gang bang and bang gang sucked to her bud all night

One friend undisguised --- The Traitor --- got her even whole life damn raked.
~*~*~

~ Love Sailor ~

Voices hummed ov’r the emptiness of darken roads

Love-Sailor, I’m. So... It’s my priority to run empty boats.

Whether you want it or not. My heart’s being desperate

to have you in me freakingly lost. Whatever you want...

My spirit may bring you everything  for free of cost.

The night’s whole ours. Ultimately, you’re whole mine

Love-Sailor -- I’m... will tumultuously swing along with you all night.

~*~*~

White spirit, you’re. Black trouser, you’re in

Fleecy quill your very life – A Tapestry – The sculpture of Sin.

The Ring, you’ve worn in the next to your “middle finger”...

is an omen that you’re being taken, though you mingle

Your fiancé ain’t gonna get aware of whatever you do this night
Raged element of your baked body... i’ve seen

through naked eyes &... will be sucked along with your moisten warmth

deep inside till the end of such a scandalous – The unfaithful night

~*~*~

Tell me or whisper ‘bout what you damn need

Love-Sailor, I’m... will surely have you satisfied, Indeed

Don’t waste the time here. Shall we move... to our bed?

I’m in need to your breath that’s enough to make me sleep

Aloud moan. Deepen sighs. Rough echoes

& your every little cry... is all what am infatuated with, ‘ight

Room No. “69” – i’ve booked for the night

So, what’re you awaiting for? Jump off to fluffy mattress. Open your legs &

get your sensitive flesh in gear. I’mma have your curved toes numbed, Mistress, Tonight.

~ Hello There ~

~*~*~

Brunette - The scene of adultry -  you are

Ecstatic delectation of lascivious romance - I'm

Your hair be the utmost thing my face loves to get lost in

I certainly am - The pleasure of Sham

You keep your very head 'pon it

& my arms wrap you whole in,

Soon, your hydrated throat goes drained, & feels so lack of air

&, the astounding quivering breath, impair,

 Oxygen - I become to have your bashing breast back (BBB) in pair

but before I even take you to cloud nine

You go strewed all ov'r my mattress with the spark of love, Despair.

~ Hello There ~

Even in love, the fair no unfair & unfair so fair.

~*~*~

Alpha Plus

~*~*~

I encapsulate the volume of your delicate words

You magnetize the gaze of such rapture

I’m often in need to quench my voracious thirst

that’s being insatiable since the frame of love, captured

Sodaholic spirit, you’re. Workaholic notorious soul, I’m

We both need to swing along with each other...

..till the morn knocks at our window pane

Fabric wears, you worn. Ralph Louren, I often wear

My eyes may see your elements through such fabrics

... then why don’t you take 'em off? Miss Seer.

Let me have you undress first

before the first ray of morn disturb us, 

You’re absolutely a nasty slave to my seductive heart, tonight

Take off your everything even the innocence, Husshh

I’m here to snatch you off your lonesomeness 

Take my hand & i’ll take yous

You surely be the lady of heart & I be your Alpha Plus.

~*~*~

One Night Stand ~ The Perception

I be the sailor, Is she my sail?

She’s everything to live with

but from where does she hail?

She’s in my nights, am I in her days?

I’m lost somewhere in her love

then why am I getting lost into my own maze?

Questions crave to get answered 

but my answers belong to her

Why am I getting squirmed for NOTHING...

..if she’s already captured ‘pon my heart? 

Delection Of Sin

You can’t escape the realm of my pleasure 

My love – an addiction – may please you with treasure

~*~*~

Your love be alike Mohito without Mint

but Martini, hell yeah, of course, you’re – so toxic – A Tint

I have you on intoxicated nights; in mid-dreams;

& splashed you ov'r the shades of love, in a blink

~*~*~

Every written – yet – unwritten word has your herbal breath

but the letters to love left unaddressed

Desperation takes your life, melodramatically, off track

Absolutely, being in love means playing the board: chess

~*~*~

Black & White, game it is where one looses – the other wins

And, the one who wins... goes engaged with love within

That’s what immortal wickedness is, & surprisingly, you can never deny this:

~~ The Delectation Of Sin ~~

~*~*~

Ps. Visit the below link either if you forget to visit the above blue marked/colored link:

http://frameuponthehearts.blogspot.in/2015/09/selfie-queen.html

This's also one of my earlier writes called "Selfie Queen". It's quite same in rhyme but way beyond in perspectives of love-bites. I kinda enjoyed writing these two stuffs to the fullest as even always I do writing the rest of ones.

Untitled ~ A Riddle

~*~*~

Tumultuously, I lost my faith in you

Desperately, The whole, you lost yourself in me,

I ain’t know, what we barely goin’ through

Even the love has got chewed up by ecstasy

Sitting ov’r a few heap of stones

Replaying the scenario of past in very mind,

Nothing came ahead-to-head

(except) but... the tint of mesmeric memories unkind

“What your ecstasy says?”

I politely asked it to her – 

the girl sitting on white marbles

She stood up on the rocks

& unmasked the realism of love-garbled, I blurred

“Why people betrayed on me every day?”

She cried & insisted it to me, well

“Life’s only a leaf of your own thoughts,”

I replied it to her, she dwelled

“My characters’re my own so is life,

though when it comes to reality,

why even the world becomes the pie of lies?”

She looked deep to the ground

& asked what’s been forecast-ed since long

I left; crossed the roads, astound

& told her to live Another Morn, somewhere around

The next day...

I found her standing at the same place

but with some piles of stones

I asked her to castle one of ‘em to ocean

& reached back to delighted home

She casted enlarge rock to the ocean

& tried to fathom what’s hidden deep inside,

but nothing happened to ocean’s notions

except having few tapestries shimmered/dappled ‘pon waters-life

Neither ocean showed her anything

nor it reacted to have revenge,

then I told her, life could be something...

that you gotta have to make it affirm to live, I amend.

~*~*~

Acrobatic Feat ~ Love Deceit

The theory of midnight love-affair

had us both covered ‘neath one roof,

I got my face so lost in your hair

& stamped your pristine soul with aproof

Door-to-floor, Raa... floor-to-shore

kitchen-to-bed, then bed-to-allure

All night, us we loosen up our naked feet,

I got ya numb ov’r the tint of barren night

unless your menthol mouth cheered up, at least

Till morn, I snatched your every breath

Next day, you lost the way how to breathe,

All night, I got me hooked up with your love

& had ya breathlessly lost into the cage of love-deceit
So sadistically, you moaned & I beat-a-retreat, Acrobatic-feat.

~ Selfie Queen ~

~*~*~

Wanted---Unwanted kitten she has ever been

What more she longed to be

is indulging the pleasure of trouble-boost--ed/ing ping.

Body---Network was strong enough 

to bring/take her to cloud nine,

I lifted up her from armpits & wrapped entrapped her within.

I asked her for having the ride of styled rider

She shuddered her indicator---butts

& had her well---curved body more wilder.

Unfaithful king, I was. Selfie Queen, she's ever been

& every breath she inhaled during mild hours...

got marked up with the trademark of no---apologetic sin.

~*~*~

Ps. I also posted this write on mah other websites (literature website) as always I do, & fortunately, I got a very cheering & delightful review from one of the writers named "L. Michelle Corp" on this poetry where she writes:

L. Michelle Corp: "This makes me feel naked. Reminds me of E. E. Cummings."

What a beautiful review she writes. It's kinda very honorable to me that my stuffs remind 'em legendary poetry written by legends.

And.. don't forget to visit the below link if you forget to click on the above word: Sin
http://frameuponthehearts.blogspot.in/2015/09/delection-of-sin.html

This's also one of my latest written write that's quite same in rhyme but way beyond in perspectives of love insights.