Ura !!

Breathing his breath.

Glistened by his passion, poisoned by the touch, maddened by his love; she was born.

Wailing in pleasure, giving in ecstasy, immortalized by his love; she lives him.

Stupefied by his selflessness, scintillated by the heavenly, glorified by his love; she was born.

Drugged in lust, mystified by disbelief, frenzied by his love; she lives him.

Dwarfed by his gift, mothered by his warmth, beautified by his love; she was born.

Dazed by his eccentricity, serene-d by his calm, overthrown by his love; she lives him.

Awakened by his faint tenderness, amazed at his ardor, enlightened by his love she was born-again!

Didn’t she live a zillion lives that day? That night? That date on the colorful calendar on her wall when time blessed her with those most intense moments of her life, when the world stopped spinning about for everyone but her, when she submerged herself in an ocean of blissful trance, when she lost herself in his revered soul.

Obscure is her previous existence, obscure is her hideous past that left behind traces of ‘ugly’; that have now transformed into a comely present.

Tattered is her arrogance, tattered is that secure ego; the shreds of which have melted by the warmth of his closeness.

Surpassed is her superiority, surpassed are those convictions that rigidly tied her down; to transcend the banal,safe in his possession.

Ebbed is her bland existence; ebbed are those chained illusions of love; that have re-defined themselves between them.

Naked now, exposed of those weaknesses that strengthens her self, of that trifling stories that have reached his ears beyond her knowledge, of her proud dreams she has given up when tired with failures, of insults that have tortured her mind on those sleepless nights, of love lost and never found, of the treasured memories from their own ‘beginnings’ which is the only wealth she can boost of now.

And she cried. Shrieked. Wailed like never before. In pleasure, in astonishment;

In ecstasy, at the indescribable desire that she sensed in her womb,

In the eerie pain that clung to her bosom,

In her heart, the existence of which got re-enforced the nth time this morning,

In that silence when the music of his breathe was the only reality that she was aware of,

In the artistic abstractions that scribbled the walls of her room and outside the window,

In the raindrop that drenched their love and the pillows,

In the noise of the rustling leaves that the flirtatious afternoon wind played with,

In his delicate caress, awakened by her rude moaning wail.


Where did that morning begin? Where did the darkness end?
Where did those introductions begin? Where did the naked end?
Where did that laughter begin? Where did the arguments end?
Where did understanding begin? Where did insecurity end?
Where did her strength being? Where did his weakness end?
Where did their innocence being? Where did her maturity end?
Where did the subtle begin? Where did the blatant end?
Where did the physical begin? And where do the surreal end?
Where does the need being? Where do the sated end?
Where did the search begin? Where does the hunt end?
Where did the divine begin? Where does the god end?
Where does her life begin? Where do theirs end?
Where does she begin? Where does he end?

In him .With him! Breathing his breath.


(Ura –heart )