diwali*-drenched dreamy scribbles …


those deepavali nights,

our fingers, tongues,

senses …

flickering amongst the diyas,

of those infinite delhi diwali lights,

our bodies ablaze,


infused with longing,


one to another,


the uniting of souls,

beneath the canopy of enveloping sky,

souls inflamed,

smouldering in the furnace of dreamy diwali nights,

your breath like tangerine,

your lips – quivering,

unleashing abandon,

caressing, exploring,

murmured kisses precisely random,

tempting you, me,

both, together,

a union of dreams unfettered,

setting desires free,

long lost in the mists of passing time,

yet still raging,

burning up,

within you, within me.


* – Diwali or Deepavalli is an ancient festival commemorating the victory of the forces of good over evil. It is celebrated by lighting earthen lamps called ‘diyas’ and the exchanging of sweetmeats and of fireworks that emblazon the skies.