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You are mine!

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Your presence may be a dream,
But I hear someone scream,
Is it you or my pulse swaying with a soft breeze?
Is it the distance or my insecurities pulling up as I seize?
I’ll give up in your arms,
I’ll let you chase me in the farms,
Your touch soothes my soul,
My heart bears a dark hole,
The more I lie, the darker the hole gets,
The more you sigh, the harder it is, I bet,
You told me, you wont ever let me go,
I paused and let the silence embrace us in snow,
You told me you were my guardian angel,
I smiled and caressed your lips with my fingers feverishly,
You held my finger and brushed it gently,
We listened to each other’s racing heartbeat intently,
The grip around my waist became firm,
“You are mine forever”, you reaffirmed,
Your lips were parched but the craving in your eyes,
You held my face and kissed me twice,
I hassled but you smiled in disguise,
I dug my face in your chest and hid the lies,
I couldn’t split my heart open,
I couldn’t grief your love,
I decided to bury the truth within my heart,
Where death is a reality but love is an …….
ART!

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About globalunison

Writing is my passion and that is what I do here on this blog. I write about everything, whether it be Nature, Love, Hate, Relationships, Humans, Personal Life (where I discuss lessons learnt through real-life experiences), Food, Philosophy (sometimes) and much more. I write in any form whether it be Prose or Poetry. I am in search of ‘Myself’, hence there is not much I can tell you about me. Perhaps, I have a very brilliant idea. Why don’t you come along with me on my journey? I will always care to share and you can also enjoy the ride. For now, this is it. I am ‘ME’ – a wanderer in search of a fulfilling life. Until next time, Love Living Life! I express my sincere gratitude to all my Readers! -Naima

23 responses to “You are mine!

  1. Tatsat

    I guess I have been gone long enough. Life has a way of working itself out, and thankfully so 🙂 Hope UK is treating you alright young lady ?

    Poem is what I would have loved, maybe a couple of years back. But since a lot has happened already and I have derived my theories from those experiences, I guess I do not believe in this concept of mortal love- that between two images. You see we do not live with people, we live with image of those people: Sigmund Freud said that.

    To love, to really love would be a difficult thing to do- and I am in the process of understanding it better over time myself 😉

    But that apart, I do not expect/hope you to go through all that, and may things work out for you 🙂

    Well written, even though I do not agree with the philosophy behind it. You should write more often Naima.

    • Firstly, I like the way you contradict in your comments! It allows me the space to think in various dimensions and ponder over what I have written and above all, helps me to understand how the reader has perceived it!
      The only thing I had in mind while I started scribbling this down was, it feels good to be possessed and occupied! We all are in the struggle of understanding love and believe me or not, we all will reach different conclusions! Some fear the feeling and some live with it but its a choice that you have to make : after all, nobody can run away from loving themselves, can they? I have always believed, before letting anybody else love you – you have to love yourself! Though I agree with the fact, the lesser you expect, the lesser chances of getting hurt =) Thank you for your humble opinion! And basically I don’t expect everyone to agree, someone have to agree to disagree 😉
      UK is treating me good (I suppose) though just 2 days before Santa was on his way back with the reindeer – it snowed so heavily! What about you? Learnt any new recipes to make an omellete? I have missed you though and I will try to write whenever I will get time! Thank you once again!
      With warm regards,
      -Naima.

      • Tatsat

        Haha 🙂 You do remember the omlette ordeal 😉 Commendable memory ! I have been trying to expand my cooking skills, with limited success. It would be good to learn a bit of cooking before getting married right ? Who knows what the girl would be capable of 😛 So, not taking chances )))))

        I think, and I put this up as a facebook status update only yesterday:- “To love…to really love, is to risk being changed irreversibly.” So yes, it does involve being possessed and in a way, your expectations are quite alright. We do reach different conclusions, and thankfully so. World would have been a boring place if everyone thought alike 🙂

      • Yeah, I am good with memory (Blessed, I guess) lol
        Anyway, cooking before getting married – you will be a good husband for sure, many guys only marry cause they are tired of eating food they’ve cooked themselves! Well, all I can say is I wish you all the very best with your life and with the concept of understanding love 😉
        Have a good day =)
        With warm regards.
        -Naima.

      • Tatsat

        Thank you so much 🙂 Its always good to be alongside young generation like yours 🙂

        Keep scibbling 🙂

      • I will try and always try to – thank you anyway =)
        -Naima.

  2. Alastair

    I really like that

    Your blog is on my Blogs I Read page http://kattermonran.com/blogs-i-read/blogs-e-h/

  3. Alex Jones ⋅

    Profound, love is art, it is a creative process.

  4. A lot of strong emotions. Very passionate writing.

  5. Renard Moreau ⋅

    [ Smiles ] Very nice, my friend!

  6. words4jp

    this is a very beautiful and powerful piece. i very much enjoyed it.

  7. Your words say so much…excellently written!

    • Thank you very much for dropping by and honoring me with your comments and time to read my blog! Your comments are always cherished! Easter Wishes to you and your family! =)
      With love and warm wishes,
      -Naima.

  8. yes….love is certainly an art. nicely done naima….:)

  9. Praveena

    Well written and you conveyed it beautifully :)Looking forward to reading more:)

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