I am

in stillness truth
i am feathered eagle eyes
i am independent walls
i am free
i am agitated
i am adjacent to shadows
i am continued from yesterdays
reel. i am the product
of speakers lovers delight
i am forth and back through
paper cuts blood.
i am back and forth in
bloody cuts from papers.
i am erotica unopened
i am ego kiss closed clean
i forgive you always
i love you never
i love and never bleed through
the surface.
i am surface furs’
groomed wrong.
i am your correction when its cold.
i am dreaming of dreams i never dream.
i never sleep.
i am your insomniac affair.
i am a cloud-spread jam
i wrote that before
i am before and after.
i am creating you
i am artwork’s plaster-scene edges
i am not one word
i am one
i am scenic movements
in  calm plastic.
i am canvases chipped off wood
i am neglected and obsessed with
i am indifferent and i am peaceful
i am stillness in truth.
i am truth in stillness.
i am still
i am truth.
i feel you
so;
i am.

Leaving

beautiful disasters;
broken time sleeping
bountifuls in diamond deaths.
suddenly yours and swollen
education breaks apart this
choked air and we are
testing our pelvic
strength. Dilutions of empty
seats ; you were filled with
Me inside me you were filled.

You thought me and I
sang to your dreams.

Heart unbeaten

Hurricane senses beaming
with you without me.
I am drowning in black
tunnels I am dreaming
of white slow dances
I am waiting for you to see
Me as I was as I am;
Where we were.
When you delivered we were
Nodding our heads in grief
And disguise kissed our palms.
In a humble abode your winter
Makes me sane.

Black wings

Portraits of us withheld
By our degrees;
Separated by steal
Whispers while we are lied to
As we lay here.
Watching their straight backs
Crying behind them with slanted
Tears; strangers on the subway.
The degree of our distance
Was polluted in our stubborn
Veins, because we were polluted
Inside these stagnant wings.
Black clouds with facial threads
Threatening our freedom;
I want your flying I need
Your clear forest eyes.

Storm

ether and we return
to the same time we saved
before we broke before we
summoned together;
dont take away that semi colan
don't take my semi thought.
take my breathing and summon
me piece by piece so that
one day our days are
weakened by our exhaled.
Crossed i’s and
Scanned hearts blood
Baths waiting for our approval.
Concrete hands with velvet
Heartbeats; severed by
Your deceiving eyes.
The storm came undone
And I am open blind.

Wilderness

Heartbeats and bows are
Below us and above;
you Are my only discouragement.
To keep my heart from drying
Your palpating eyes will commit
Suicide on the eve of our
Anniversary; eternal and whole
And timeless strength.
Dried air beneath us
Quivers through our
Veins because we died
In us and we died in us
And we died in us.

Soul

Your distance is my prelude
To ordinary eyes;
We danced before we
Heard this music.
We have dreamt about each
Others addiction before we
Even closed our eyes.
Evenness cleanses our
Dramatics; hearts bleed
Scientific senses.
Beats of our addiction’s
aquariums feed off of
Our mistaken tears
But nothing, nowhere,
No one will ever see our
Whole.
Because we are that.
The breathes between the
fallen hurts; the life of  our
love.
We are this last letter.

Idle

he used his weary hands and
strung through these faded
black endless into
severed down spells.
morning  the mourning
of marrow marriages
where our hunger
ends and the pattern
flattens.
Tiny parts of our discoveries
Are intertwined with their
Crying aloud skies;
Whole vanished eyes
Surrounded your stapled
Promises.

Autumn ruin

What I remember
Is all that your piece by
Piece left behind us.
Bruises brushed our skin
With grief and relief and
Seventy three was a darkened
Forest. I was cree in your
tunnel and my storm
diluted our seance.
I am erupting the same
Way your dissolved inside me;
In distilled autumn ruins

Forgive

Watching today through
Dusted seamless skies
The moon told our home
To pray.
Rewire my vein into
Your complete vacancy
And squinted joints will
Tear with the gods name.
I will begin a new
Cumbersome and stone
My dreams into three
Passions. Soulless heartbeats
Are withering on toothed
Dances; lovers walked freely
Towards our combed freedom
And Clouds were distances'
Premature in love.

Us

backless clouds altered
through thin air and curled
intuitions. I am not afraid
because I am told I am
trust I am promise.
I can breathe I can sing
I can dance without my skin.
I am yours I am his I am mine
I am no ones. I am everything
that everywhere cried for.
belonging does not matter
In your emptied eye;
home is waiting for the
rain.

Everlasting

" you are dust,
And to dust you shall return"

- Book of Genesis, c. 800 BC

Jade

Handled with obscure mantle
preludes that were all collected
By dusted wings.
Caged breathes barricaded
Our colourless and we died
Daily in our timeless
Opaque; the night of this
Birth shivered free.
You are my piece by piece
broken; blinded
Tears.
To be with you again
and again I am flying.

Shells and open

Penetrate my paranoid
As the songs’ paralysis
Blinds us unto our opaque
Vacancy.
Destroyed
by my own waiting
you declared war on
my poetry's faded map.
legal bleeding defined
our spacing soul and
between our eyes
mothers of day
grew ancient;
distilled photography
sky.

Bitter swimming sweet

September came with
Memories and vacant eyes,
May ways thorough
Boats and deceived our
Belongings.
Saturate me in closed eyes
And release me by
Purpose.
this was our end
this was our first
kiss.

Inside

I walk with you I walk
with you your freedom
in my steps your freedom
inside my step you are
the freedom that makes me
whole.
Vast clouds disappearing
In our velvet quotes;
We delayed our mesh beating
Heartbeats before.
Smoking distance and
Altered backs are aligned
With our spines.
inside my step you are
breathing.

Faced palms

Inspiration by Mansi Bedi

Ponder

Sunken in and
Forgotten because the
Rupturing faith bleed
Wide and shut.
Forearm tingled with
distance and the waiting
became against our
hallucinating.
Let us elope within our
Forearms and lust over.
Lets degrade our seasons so
That winters coldness keeps
Your wings around me.
Your damage surrounds me
And my face swallowed
You whole; my facials
Decided we were whole.

We are that

I have your vision
in mute corridors and
the sudden screaming
cradles this poems tougher
masterpiece.
Abiding by truths
We come to destruction
And end of our skins.
Abstract windstorms
Distant trains tearing
With happy tracks and
faithful unknowns.
ruptured strength holding
our beautiful night;
insomniac truths.
dissipating our variants of
forbidden love stories;
We are that.  We are that.

Forevers

to begin with unaltered
freedom in words.
I am sworn to you
And  I am heard before
Time and patience.
We are something real
Enough to break stars undefined
And bleed pillows to
widen with insomnia.
I’m standing on purple rain
Beneath your subtle.
Breathes and parody’s are
Broken apart at our limbs.
Time manufactured our
Speech and this allergen waved
Its strict heartbeats goodbye.
Elevated errors ruin our
Eye patterns;
Its raining jade.

What he said

"You are my strength, my reason, my
best friend. 

Without you is without me. Me is you.
You are my air, my one and only desire.
Your body is my ocean. 

Your heart is my freedom."

- Naveen Raina

Fragile

handled eyes lower cased
for sleepless monologues.
I am cured in your bleeding
and trust this sun's shoulders.

Raining winter on my altered back defines us;Because we are defined in Ocean blue freedom.

Solitary promises
Dance on our past
Nuptials;
Rising fear in our
Open hearts we
Give ourselves up to
The masses.
A plague of the
Altered skin egos
Torn into love.

Mine

Eyelashes were like the fatigue of
Our nights’
that made love to each other’s
Distance; hold me today because
I am yours today.
Lets disappear today
Because I want eternal
Today.
Dark sunrises stunting our pinched
Nerves; we cry holding each other’s
Smiles.
Un- plaster my facials so that
The disappearance fades
Into temperatures of
Shy truth hearts. 
Smaller earths denied
the vacancies because
we already fell in love.
Sheer black skin against my
thick white intuition;
we are strangers at peace.

Branches

disappeared amulet bonded
beneath us to this frequency
breathing of our selfish feet.
Today you are my voice
Because yesterday you were
My forgotten bruise;
I feel my veins healing.
Cemetery laughed at
It’s flooded paste and
I knew how far the tree
Would grow over my
Branched legs.
your courage blinds me
and alive is melting
through us.
Mimicking your
suddenly cold
Birth I die daily.

Cured

her hands were delicate so 

the

 theories were limited to 

politeness.

testing patience was virtuous so

holding tears were numbed.

Distance makes me cry and i

Add to this life lined paperless

Sigh; breathless poems.

Dissected with promises we

Provoked each falling cloud,

We mastered watching

Each other’s eye.

I can not go beyond the black

Curtain because

the black stays still.

The ending of this line

Becomes matte with your

Tears that never cried.

flavours of us are dialated

and calm.

Pleased

Two hearts as one bleeding towards each corral vein of the lessened. World in our steel bowed heads I think fast I let you inside fast I let you speak through us fast I wreak of written kisses. Find me fast to break me slower.

Steel

The last of our trust
Was solacing the earth
And tired smoke was
Drying our careless hair.
Rays of throats were
Gleaming down our
Effortless spines;
Sunrise in cliff eyes.
You uncovered my darkness
And saturated our nuances.
We left our palates empty
So that this blacked rain
Could wash our tombs and
Birth our silver souls.

  

Turned

Rained on me before and
Watched carefully between
Each petal;
Stubborn smiles and
Wet bearded intuition.
Partial and together
And wholly memorized
We turned staples apart
Where we were.
Finally we are rose
Watered sepia and
Our tongues are
Warped with destitute
Frames; photograph of
Us as we were I.

Tilted

Indented with repetition
I am Naked and fearless
And hopeless and brave.
Showing and raw with
Bitten skin I am freedom
Alive and burned by your
Sleepless eyes,
your loving eyes.
We are living with my kinship
Are living with our groans
And tempting our trapped
Beating in toothless rhythms.
Deceit and tilted
Branches are dancing
With each other and
the tormenting with fire
is vibrating tears
of alive.

His wonder

"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One Cannot help but be in awe when one contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries to comprehend only a little of this mystery everyday"
-Albert Einstein

Thunder

Lovers waving goodbye to
Their programmed bricked stems;
Bleeding roses caught fire and
My waters broke their silence.
And there are troublesome
Frequencies murdering our
Eachother’s But being together
No longer is our solace.
Sentenced to silence
Your tomb becomes my
Turning shells.
Androids are beaming over
Our distant clouds and breathing
Becomes foreign when you are
Raining down in another
Day.
Come back to this place
With me where i please to
Sharpen you.
Save you save me
Kiss me watch me glow
With our underneath earth;
Heavens above and below.

Gathered

Piping heirloom obtaining form
In unpleasantly vague canopies.
Handicapped shy’s take us away
From these ordinary capsules
Of light blue clouds;
We are dark black
Rhythms of masterpiece
Nights.
Seas were missing yesterday
And the found theories of
Why and where while
Our slowly past grew;
We were younger.
Because everyone is looking
Downward and I am flying over
Their awkward mornings.
We are wiser
I was stronger.

 

Thief

Migrating thieves
Despaired with colored
Towers overlooking our
Staged tears and filtering
Our distant happiness.
Ive died in your embrace
before and bleed in your
Suddenly morphing
Pain.
Ridges are far away and
Pleasant serenades engulf
Masturbating clouds.
Separating eyes behold
Our new wisdom. I feel neglect
When we are not holding
Indigo palms of psalms.
I am neglect when we
Don’t see windy eye to
Thine eye.
Paper Mache heartbeats
Surrounding our templates
Because I am yours.
I am your evidence
I am your default
I am your Persian sun
I am your rocky skin
I am your winter blood
I am your stainless tears
I am your morning
Dreams.
I am naked in us and
Willing to jump
Willing to fly
Willing to let us
Die in us.

In death in peace

Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.Let it not be a death but completeness.Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light you on your way.
~Rabindranath Tagore

Archive

Deeper indigo stages
Twirl powerful magnolias
Around our utopia and
Underlined red.
Regrets swim across our
Vacant eye shores and
A tattooed smile cries.
Shameless fragrances
Pry open our tender colourfuls’
So that the reeking becomes
Homeless.
We disturbed each other’s nights
To remember each other’s
Dreaming.
Hold me in your
Surrender where at
Last becomes forever.

Pulse

Big eyed slumbers are
Trusting the bearded floors and
enclosed  me into
the dusk doors;
I am manipulating the universe's
Skin.
I am growing quite stilts
standing still on his closed mouth and
I begin to bleed meditation
Again.
Sorrow filled tears corrupting the pillow’s
Instant despair;
We travelled along these mountains
Before.
I saved this light and tore apart
Your frequency to replace my
Lonely birth.I am eyes shut
In your sky arms.

Nude

You are my delayed
Played out in fantasies to
border our fireless pulse.
I’ve starred at you early
Enough and the masculinities
were all watching as we
Remembered the gods in
Threaded squinted eyes.
The first line of our warriors
Were written in invisible
Spines; we were erected in
subluminal earth.
It is my blood to do what i will
To steal what i cry to feel
When I write to imagine
That day once more.
Because I mourned you
And today I moved through
You with what 
I failed to leave behind
And fathom to release
again.

Inside yours I am inside me.

Windstorm

World
In my palms and words
On my everlasting.
I sentenced the colored crops
To find me clear. We Are
Spread apart in new fonts
And the moon is in love again.
My masterpiece warned me
To let it go slow...
I keep making Lower
Coils of patient
Dips. I believed in the scratches
On my wrists because they
Behaved as they should of.
Earth freeing underneath
Us an dates are
Sweetening the episode sky.
Tarnished portraits sundried
To thunder our morning with
Detailed dreams;we release
Our subtle toned shy’s.
Plant me in your
Music.

end

and her hair fell like

thick strips of cold jail

caged bars. buried in

shameless crowns it burns

to be your mistress. afterwards

the water tastes better because

we dipped our prayers in

it’s forbidden. this is the end to

what i needed to end.

what i needed  to

end.

Words in the sky

Porcelain kisses
Trampling higher Than
Heroes before tin towers
Melted;
Rows of pausing belated
Our true eye color.
Tangled sleep fell
Apart as the Spartan between
Us arose in matte Memories.
Immortal window Seals together
The rose tide of singing apart
Whales. We spoke in laughter
And the rendering of blue
Haze greyed our mistakes.
I thought he was a poet and
Marked each chapter with
Crying eyes; Instead he ended
It with poised breathtaking
And erected arms. When we
Conspire again the wind
Becomes Moment. Sleepy
Martyrs benign with
Summer kisses; solitude
Against this enigma of this
Fresh song. Long breathes
Of beating heroines will take
Us further into Nirvana.
Fascist pride wordless
Cobblestones lost and
Found make believe;
A bookstore in the sky.

Photo by my one and only; stillrainphotography

Clouded

Bottomless rain and a
Forbidden Fortress is built
around our Summer skin.
Collapsed memories once held
Our questions higher and
We stopped the clouds from
Blushing on to our smiles.
Clay outside my window
And the bricks are laughing
In their distant ponds.
We drafted a show where
You were the primrose of
Subconscious premise;
He protected us always.
The painting was always
Distorted; we just never kissed
The ground before to notice.
Clocks are withering away
against my elevated skin
 And the noble saint awakes.

Rumi

His

I'll equipped and the thorns
Of your Distracting eyelids
Are sleeping with possessive
Curtains; terminal ambiguity.
Drinking the earth with subtle
Daylight the Nuit Blanche Subsides
This pregnant floral. Amazon
Torsos slept beside me and
the morning I woke the world,
you cried.
Questioning the haze beneath
This clouded mustache;
The sky is smiling because of
yesterday.
Empty your eyes into my
Skin so that we can swim
Freedom strides towards
Ether today. Lotus leaves
Are falling fiercely
And towers of beginnings
Are kissing Goodbye.
Awoken by petals of
Master thunders we are
Peaceful in each other’s home.
I spoke in clouds over you and
You had distance kiss me on
My palms; lower my head to
Your glazed intentions
I am yours , I was always
Yours.

Meditate

"The path of the enlightened one leaves no track- it is like the path of birds in the sky." - Zen Quote

Migrating knives

We were everlasting in
Origin communism;
HatePoetry Seamed us
Apart. Follow my heart
And peace will summon our
Crossed legged dream.
Unfold into his eyes
Ancestry; how colorful
I become.
Ending the ropes with
Stores to fail under, as
We are hopeless sheets of
Black blank paper.
Your sea cannot see
Me anymore.
I grew in your blackness
And edited your stoned
Faced neglect.
My head is released
Unto your fog and the braided
Hearts of our past are forbidden
And blinded by the binds of
This suddenly loved letter.
Hold my head higher in your
Psalms and watch our palms
Kiss closer than before.

Drowning in you

Stubborn eyes structured nose
he's losing the art of our painting.
No more holding hands till
were death invited.
No more conversations of pain
throat anger is my sanctuary.
This is my healing and you are locked
outside the door with the
key on your background locket.
I never wanted you for anything
more than a written page;
But you become me
And i become your ending.
Solitude fragrances are beaming
through your palms
And the stoned amethyst of
Your speech is mute with
Silver haired hearts.
Take this black
And change the channel
Of our distance.
Sober prayers for your
Eyes today because 
Yesterday you were asleep.
Break my breathing and
Slip into a heartless coma
For the both of us.
For the dream of our
Patterned veins we
Explored , cried outside our
Magic and the lies became
Real.

Blurred

I will find your image
And stare at it's beauty in
Perpendicular cries.
Her throne to
Distant facial expressions
Will arrive safely in our
Eagle dusted wings.
Your single tape will
Be our recognition towards
The battles of our Ruined
Within. I am descriptive
Underneath you and lost
Over your thunder rainbow.
It was the day before this one
That told our forbidden
truths to lie.
Like our rain the
subdued continents shivered
With our lawless arms
And tempted our
Broken smiles.

Buried

I am Vague in a
Suddenly world.
Foreign distractions are
Confident in this torn
Skin and I am proud to
Be your disaster.
I am skinned to be in your
Arms. I am nerved to be
Swimming freedom in
All my wreckage.
I am complicated
In your darker songs and
Ive turned invisible
Against these painful
Black pores.
I have turned against our
Us because I am  buried
In us.

Memory

Repair your fragrance
Because It's fair to our
Neglectful. Wander with pain
And paint this stone with
Strokes of black oceans.
Snagged prison fists are
Bleeding through destiny
Breathes; we are the quarrels
Affair. Long rants of our
Kisses short cries of our
Sex. Remember this poem
And forget my soul.

Whirlwind

We let go of our eyes and
Complied a domestic severance
Of pain; I dream awake beside us.
Now your written beneath
This ovarian colorless
All while our distances made
Love to the path's
Twigged Unwinding.
Binded by our coy temptation
The reefs of our failed
Artists suffocate our
Truths; because all along
Naveen, you were
My art. My whole my
Survival my worth.
My truth my far my
Near.
My Truth destruction,
My love.