#621 — Madness;

Had you,
Kissed once her lips,
Or held her in your arms —
You would speak no insult of my,
Madness.

#cinquain #madness

#594 — Petals;

Aah, look,
The pursed petals,
Quivering in the breeze,
Brush gently the feeble heart,
Thoughtful of its humility,
Yet, tearing it asunder.

#freeverse

#518 — Write My Salaam;

O breeze,
Turn east, then south ,
and then west before North,
And blow On the path,
The gazelle trots.
O breeze,
Smell every droplet,
Of dew you see,
And write my salaam,
On the path, the gazelle trots.

#free_verse

#517 — Witness;

Tonight I will kiss,
The darkness wherein you sleep —
Let the stars witness.

#haiku

#505 — Tattoo;

Stretch that graceful naze from abaft the veil.
And
In red will I write poetry, on its horizon tonight.

#musing

#430 — Reflections;

A kiss,
What name has it,
On stone to inscribe! … though
On touch of love, her lips whispered
To mine

#425 — Whispers;

​Grazing that fragrance,
Wafting in the air, I heard
whispers in the breeze.

#424 — The Slaying;

Your kiss
I so crave for,
But of death and those lips
That calmly slaughter me, what shall
I say?

#413 — Vanquish

Drown me,
In your ocean,
and slaughter me slowly,
with your lips, on the altar of
your love.

#cinquain

#20/1000 — A Thousand Miles;

Then, let me kiss your senses.

#SixWordsMemoir