Soul

Am I a loner in the world of sentiment!
Why don’t I cry when in pain?

Do I stop aiming at future, and cherish the moments,
Will that help me grow or pull me back in caves?

Have I forgotten to react? And mastered the art of act!
Why am I not impressed by nature or the falling droplet?

Do I care for care and help in time,
That’s a question I thy not defy.

But whatever shall be the case,
I am happy as a bird, flying in open space!

Fling

She's 35 and frustrated for a night,
He's 19 and naive for party time.
Her captive eyes could stalk any guy
But she decided to wait for her time.

Her cross-legged posture next to the bar
Caught his attention 20 feet far.
Lack of confidence, yet desire to rock,
He hit on her with martini on rock.

Graciously she accepts the first drink of the night,
What followed was a big surprise.
Music started and so did martini's effect
Two puffs of dope they were on the floor entangled and desperate!

Loudspeaker wall and bass beats effect
He felt her body from front and back.

Night was long and it was time for goodbye
He offered her a lift, which she could not deny
Summer was hot and they were high
He took her on a scenic motorbike ride

Stopping at her door
She asked him to come home.
He was all excited
Yet did not know what to do?

Slowly she kissed him and led him inside
Shutting the door, he slipped her dress above her thigh.
Then followed vigorous kissing and final jump in bed
Undoing her bra he realized that this was not what he anticipated.

Pulling off, he did his zip
He said sorry looking at a picture of her two kids
Never ever did he returned back to disc
That night was sensuous but he was happy, as a family didn't separate!