About Mira
The writings to follow are my fantasies, imaginations and inspirations occurred as I lived every day. There are poems, short inspiring write ups and a few sensual writings. These are purely at a literary level to stimulate some feelings lost, subsided or vanished with this mechanical life to be relived again.
A special tribute to one of my closest friends Utara…you will be dearly missed and this is one small effort to keep you alive…you are always a star and may your soul rest in peace…
With love and millions of smiles that all of you are used to seeing me,
ARB!!!
Poetry 8
Why don’t you, Reside in my eyes for a night, To see what I dream of us. Why don’t you, Walk with me for a few miles, To live the beautiful journey I thought. Why don’t you, Come in my arms for a while, To feel the warmth I got for you. Why don’t you, Hold…
Poetry 7
Talking to you, Never wanted the conversation to end, For the words were so soothing. Smiling with you, Never wanted the fun to end, For the joy was boundless. Kissing you, Never wanted it to be short, For it defined intimacy endless. Walking with you, Never wanted the journey to…
Poetry 6
I do not get wet in rains to hide my tears, But cos you showed me the pleasure of getting wet. I do not listen music to hide my sorrows, But cos you made me feel each tune. I do not love colors to make my dreams colorful, But cos…
Poetry 5
Braiding your hair I realized, Some crafts are beyond femininity. Painting your nails I realized, Some colors are beyond just shades. Caressing your cheeks I realized, Some things are softer than soft. Tickling and loving your feet I realized, Some fetishes are to cherish not shy. Draping your favorite attire I…
Poetry 4
I don’t hold the string loose, Cos I don’t care about you, But, for I want you to rise higher every time. I don’t hold your palm loose, Cos I don’t feel proud of you, But, for I want you to feel not clenched. I don’t stay quiet, Cos I…
Poetry 3
Someone wrongly said, Waiting for your love is best thing, Those moments of wondering the delay, Those moments of watching our pictures again and again, Those moments of singing your favorite song, Those moments of chewing nails to remember you asked not to, Those moments of anticipation towards the fun…
Poetry 2
At the door I want, You to smile and wave me bye to work. On the couch I want, You to cuddle up with your warmth. In the kitchen I want, You to stimulate my taste buds. On the balcony I want, You to endlessly gaze stars with me. In…
Poetry 1
A curve whose length is, Directly proportional to my happiness. A curve whose appearance is, Disappearance of my sorrows. A curve whose disappearance is, Shallowness in my mind and thought. A curve whose magic is, Uncaptured by the best of the cameras. A curve whose sensuality is, Defined beyond words…