Brajesh Kumar Gupta
You Are To Me
Togetherness with
the Soul mate, I comfortable
Fill me with your
love; tonight let’s learn to live again
I eat with you
and sleep with you
Your body has
become not yours
Let us blend our
souls as one,
I love you my beautiful
flower
You are my rain
of love
Like the stars in
the galaxy, shining bright
Some fresh and
fruitful showers upon my sunburned brain
My love, my sweet
love, and my soul mate
Be there for me
as I am for you
A kind of dwell
and welcome, song after all,
I prize your love
more than whole mines of gold,
Ivory and ebony
rectangles dance
You are so inside
me that you are naturally
I am happiest
with you, my soul mate.
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Reflections Of Intense
Pleasure
Your touch on me,
firm, protective, searching me out,
To veil my true
feelings in a shroud of dismay
Though it weighs
you down as you stride
Why is it that I
see my own reflections?
Around each other
our daytime candle burns
I am a product of
my environment
Love motion is in
the air, a love no one can compare
I desire, the
warm sensation of your charms
No past mistakes
with the smooth complexions,
Of you and your
reflections
In the delirium
of what elation lay ahead
A forge of love
bidding invitation
Sensually, I
create sweet serendipity
The feeling of
completeness overwhelming, enjoying
And to be present
in all that one does,
Sacred spirit
residing in resplendence executes
A supernova of
our cosmic lust
The room in slow
motion, a world standing still
The sheer needs
of two people in heat,
It has changed
what I have inside of me.
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Looking Through My Soul
Bid a piece of
smile and wave a little hand
There is my soul
call; the soul lives on into eternity
And sings the
tune without the words for introducing me
There are many
ways to tap into the psyche of the soul
I cry from the
deepest part of me,
As reduced to the
unutterable ignorance
I know that my
soul would always be true to its purpose
But more often
than not, we avoid them happening
Typing away all that
I know
Whatever our
souls are made of his and mine are the same
Ambiguity
obviates all simple and complex definitions
I hope to spend a
while with you
I want you to
embrace the wonder
Joy, sorrow,
grief that burns
I come to a
realization that you are my muse,
Yet longing for
the ultimate happiness;
Give me your
word, to you, I give my soul
My soul finds my
auto piloted body.
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BRAJESH KUMAR GUPTA
Dr. BRAJESH
KUMAR GUPTA: “Mewadev” is a recipient of the Presidency of the
International Prize De Finibus Terrae - IV edition in memory of Maria Monteduro
(Italy). He has been awarded an honorary doctorate “DOCTOR OF LITERATURE”
(DOCTOR HONORIS CAUSA) from THE INSTITUTE OF THE EUROPEAN ROMA STUDIES AND
RESEARCH INTO CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY AND INTERNATIONAL LAW – BELGRADE (THE
REPUBLIC OF SERBIA) and from "BRAZIL INTERNATIONAL COUNCIL CONIPA AND
ITMUT INSTITUTE". He has received Uttar Pradesh Gaurav Samman 2019.
Presently he acts as III° "SECRETARY-GENERAL OF THE WORLD UNION OF
POETS" OF THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD UNION OF POETS FOR THE YEAR 2021(3rd
Secretary-General of the World Union of Poets, in order of time, since December
30, 2017 until December 31, 2021). He is
the author of 8 books and he is an assistant professor at Eklvaya P. G. College, Banda (U. P.) and he
resides at Banda (U. P.) India. Visit him as DrBrajesh, facebook.com/brajeshg1,
email him at dr.mewadevrain@gmail.com, and www.mewadev.com.
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