Texting

HIM

There has not been a single day where I have not missed discovering her nakedness in different ways. Enticing me creatively to touch her, play with her, submit to her desires. Recalling the aroma of her perspiring body after the home yoga session, salt dripping from the sides of her bosom to her toned waist, drove me crazy. I wanted to pick her and kiss every pain away which she was going through because of me. I no longer wanted to miss her. So, I clicked sent.


Name of the Micro Series: HER/HIM
Genre: Romance
Release Date: 5th January 2020, Sunday


by
Kritika

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Where did he go?

Few texts teased me
Prompted me to believe
Words sounded true
Beginning of a meaningful spree

Conversation flowing
Comfortable feeling
Calmly enjoying
Careless comprehending

Giving the heart and soul
Talking late nights and day whole
Such madness perceived
Openly I was deceived

Happiness eluded
In no time I was secluded
Vanished into thin air
The persons existence was a dare

Scrolling the conversation 
Was I wrong in delivering information?
Asked how can this be possible
Now I feel so horrible

No idea what made him retreat
‘Ghosting’ is a human treat
Mentally stressed I was
His disappearance was the cause 

©Kritika

Ghosting has become very common and people fall for it as dating applications have lost its real meaning. It mentally stresses a mind which filled with happiness suddenly turns sad. Discussion on twitter lead me to write this poem. Hope you liked it. 🙂    

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Blind Heart

abusive words
did they not hurt?
I felt the pain
writing the same

troublesome heart
when will we start
meeting postponed
only you provoked
this blind heart
to believe
insanely
in words
your words

still it hopes
to meet

I realised
my apologies
in a text explaining
why
‘when I stood
where once you did’
I realised

heart puffed
rolled with love
you asked me out
once again

starry eyes
heart beating twice
you still wanted to meet?
its more than nice

hurtful words
they must have pained
want to kiss
that pain away

but

time has changed
about me
has changed

hope your words
turn real
this time

You want to
I want to
lets catch up
and work it through

©Kritika