The Blue Kiss Poem by ANAR (Issath Rehana Mohamed Azeem )

The kiss, flies around
like a strange blue bird.

Have not you seen during
my most unique and inquisitive moments
the blue lightning streaks in my secret sky.

The kiss, traversing beyond measures
is an angel.

At the center of the sky clouded with bluish darkness,
lies my kiss as a full moon.

When you get fully soaked
haven't you ever realized that my kiss is a steady rain.

Like fully trained soldiers
stiff and rough, my kisses always remain battle ready.

The kiss is dream's truth
and the dream of the truth.

It lies stuck on the mirror
with a mild blue ooze, never going dry.

The fire starts burning.

On the ever growing tree made of skin,
lies the ripened fruit that can't be named.

Tender and moist, it spreads
endlessly in light blue.

Valiant and shining,
the sharp sword lies in my scabbard
without any fears.