BESTOWALS OF A STORMY NIGHT(poem on how leaders are made)

Nights like such arrive in ages. they metamorphosize the world said great sages. After peaceful ripples, uproars are seen. a tyrannous place where few have been. The old is shattered for the new to come, bestowing the world with beings pioneers to become. Strongest of the strong are they of mortals, each one assigned a different portal. For them the world is a stage, but they exist only for the backstage. gauging every plausible intricacy. Disentangling aptly each delicacy. Born out of the stormy ire. as if, to grow against every worldly mire. Breaking convention in each stride. still flocks turn to them to guide. Trying to imitate their intrepidity. Not realizing its nothing but stupidity. They are the beings with invincible might. For only they could stand the stormy night.

THE NIGHT WE MET (Unexpectedly Erotic)

Under the cruel sun blithering,

singing a song, that only I am listening.

Though frigid beneath the gloomy moonlight.

You cross all hurdles, to reach me tonight.

Deeper than the deepest sea,

is your infallible love for me.

Your fingers make music, while holding me tight.

I put in my lyrics, feeling your might.

I turn red, blushing in your hold.

Tonight, silence will speak words you never told.

Your caressing touch makes me electrify,

I wither in your hold, feeling shy.

You bring me closer, kissing me hard.

I convulse back, unwilling to depart.

I finally give up, into your clutch.

Reverting each of your delicate touch.

So, today we finally become one. 

When you eat me, your favorite chicken.