The Ring

I bought a beautiful ring to present
And only the strong can stand up to thee.
I struggled hard to be your dearest, but
could not hail my victory, the never conquered battle.
Neither has I, fought well nor adored thee.
But I shall never restrain me from loving thee.

A week, a day, an hour, at least a minute, the
Caesar needs to spend with thee. To utter his
Holy wishes..! Wishes that are holy, to make it.
Like Achilles found the Briseïs, have I found thee?
Am Restless, yes restless I am, to evince this to thee.

- Julien

Turn on

We always wondered what’s the secret behind,
The inner mystery of that living form.
Revealing not though, but they do.
The act turns on and makes gentlemen woo.
They had never expressed what is wanted,
Our minds are not freaked rather haunted.

Like an art, He saw in the garden of love,
The waving crest, curled over the beauty crown,
Heads down through the front the camber.
The curves and nerves tinged his mood
The senses that flew, brother winged and stood.
Proactive ness!!! Yes. He readied food.

As he neared the heavenly lane,
Swapping the emotions. No sin. No blame.
The drive had then, turned on to tweet,
To explore the core and unleash the heat.
It’s early to dawn and can’t hear the cock,
Rightly to say, felt the ticking inner-clock.

Swung his waist to and fro and
Feeling the dampness, outside and in.
All his strengths that he ever had
Proved the world he is a stronger lad.
The end of act, the final stage
In his life, this would be an interesting page.

- Julien

Am Waiting For You

I took the horse and rode so fast, which
Drifted me to the Royal Wall.
I brought neither spear nor a sword,
Just the word of love to the one I adore.
Beyond the forest the path I passed,
The longest night for this knight so far.

Greeny woods, purblind the place the darkness,
The grasses were grown, so thin and soft.
The beautiful sight engraved, the fireflies
Illuming the ground till the crown.
Gentle stream besides, they hit the rock.
The log they carry, they carry euphony.

The sneaking moon, tries creeping the land,
The unveiled forest gained the night sun. I walked;
Yes I did to know the way is the clearest,
On return the knight is accompanied by the dearest.
The bumble bees over the silver trees, they prepare to
Sing the berceuse, for my honey’s forty winks.

As I passed, the fort I reached.
Near the bridge I stood still, with my strongest will.
Beside the endearing Andalusian.
I’ll wait for thee, for thee I’ll wait.
Can thee hear I sing? Near the fortress gate..!
Let’s leave to live the life my love.

- Julien

Oh My God!!!

God cannot create anything more beautiful,
The eyes, the lips, the smile and the hips.
Never can thee go pass without a gaze.
That glorified path, not easy, rather a maze.
I took a mild oath to myself not lie,
The thoughts of togetherness, made me fly high.

That day I could still remember, the fall winter,
The gentle breeze pushing the cuddling mist,
From the silent hills of the Western chain.
I took the road that led to the sight,
It was dawn; the lights were not so bright, where
I advanced to the dainty, exquisite vision of all.

The rising sun crowned the Queen of hills
When the fogs moved its canopy. The long waited
Precious gift egressed out from the milky way.
The fairy, the angel whatsoever thee name,
The message was brought, by my faith.
No love no life, that’s Almighty’s game.

Never saw I, a fille like that so pleasant,
The meadows, valley, rocks and beyond
Can agnize not the motion, but the sights.
That was when the whole earth stood still,
Leaving my bouncing heart probe the reality will,
Oh My God, I don’t want to wake up.

- Julien