i lust you

I love you more than love itself,
I lust you with all my heart,
To get you or to forget you,
But please the latter i cant!
Your breath soakes me my dear,
And i fantasize even about your tears.
I see in your eyes and i feel fear,
So on your face i just sneer,

Poets cant describe what i feel,
And how deeply i crave for your face and skin,
Darling love dies on street everyday,
But lust endures till judgement day!

You love me or you love me not,
Are things very old let them rot,
I lust you and you lust me too,
Are new and spoken by few,
Let us embrace what is new,
Let old die just like redundant dew,



Poetry by Anshul Sharma
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Written on 2011-08-15 at 16:45

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Anshul Sharma
thank you amandeep and thank you emaralde!
2011-08-17


amandeep
its beautiful. Enjoyed reading this one :)
2011-08-16



An excellent write!
You capture very well the sense of longing that a beautiful stranger may inspire.
The peace dove herself is no stranger to lust and to love, though she prefers not to divulge her own situation at present. 'Say no more' and all that.
She may also entertain occasional fantasy of true love, but that's all it is. A dream: no more, no less.
Thanks!
2011-08-15