birth of a bright day

I stay awake all night ,

and admire the beautiful moonlight.

The moon, it looks like a dream ,

just above the translucent blue stream .

companion of lonely hearts,

and a handful of stars.

The vast expanse of deep core blue,

awaits the spread of sun's red and golden hue .

and then just above the horizon sun rose,

with all the new hopes ,

with all the positivity and nothing to loath...

This is my beautiful morn ,

and this is how my bright day is born.

..............VIDDHI ARORA

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A warm embrace ,

A passionate kiss

something that nobody wants to miss ,

A touch so different ,

a sensation that could awake

a thousand more senses

such is the true love

so cheerful so live

to insanity it can drive

no limits no boundaries

a night of lights

so wild so free

some teasing some caressing

and then taking to bed

to make love is what he said

more about heart and soul

less to do with body and mind

and soon you find

you din't realize

when love metaphorized into lust

All the feelings all the emotions

nothing but a strange desperation

The warm embrace turns

into a cold war of bodies

you give yourself whole

expecting love and honesty

but all you get is ignorance

and fallacy

and as the sun rise you try to

find him by your side

but all you find is

emptiness and betrayal

The touch the kiss

hugging and teasing

awakens your senses

No love but a feeling

of dirt , emptiness , impurity

and the realization

that making love was just having sex

is all that flourishes

It's love .....LOVE that has

the power to make you whore ...

....VIDDHI ARORA >.