Reshma Ramesh

Rookie (20th April / Bangalore, India)

Reshma Ramesh Poems

1. Name Of Your Destiny 10/27/2008
2. Don'T Think Thrice 12/12/2008
3. Narcissist 12/17/2008
4. Love Fever 12/31/2008
5. Break Me 1/23/2009
6. In These Pages 2/4/2009
7. No Answers 2/12/2009
8. Trying To Get To There 2/25/2009
9. The Mountains Have A Memory 12/15/2011
10. Two Little Wheels And Two Little Feet 8/26/2008
11. Love Dont Come With Instructions 8/26/2008
12. Won'T Say The Word 8/20/2008
13. My Plane 10/1/2008
14. Between Our Hushes 10/28/2008
15. Kiss 12/12/2008
16. Never Mind 11/13/2008
17. Who Do You Think Should Win? 11/15/2008
18. Just Like A Man* 2/25/2009
19. Little Soldiers 3/3/2009
20. Just Think 3/5/2009
21. As I Bind You 12/31/2008
22. Valentines Day Poem-Remains The Same 2/7/2009
23. Change 11/23/2008
24. War 11/30/2008
25. Balcony 10/20/2008
26. Never Meant To Be 9/4/2008
27. Don'T Be Angry 2/25/2009
28. Love's Bouquet 3/20/2009
29. Without Her 3/21/2009
30. No Hope At All 4/13/2009
31. Can'T Escape The Cooking 6/5/2009
32. Letters To The Unknown*(Part 2) 6/30/2009
33. Love* 2/20/2009
34. If I Don'T 9/4/2008
35. Love Me Till Eternity 10/21/2008
36. What Is In A Name 10/21/2008
37. Life So Precious 10/6/2008
38. Lioness On Prey 10/11/2008
39. Lonely Day 9/25/2008
40. Make You Thine 9/18/2008
Best Poem of Reshma Ramesh

*as Beautiful As Me''

You cant resist my golden curves,
my haughty angelic reserve,
I am the colors in a painter's palette,
the irresistible Charlotte.

My eyes look like the sun in twilight,
fields of carnations smothered in sunlight.
I am as warm as sand, cool as dewdrops,
skin like the desert sand, making your breath stop.

I am sorry, you cant take your eyes off me,
Lilly of the valley, coral drops, potpourri
I am as true as a prayer, beautiful as a painting,
pure as mother's milk, ethereal beckoning.

It ain't my fault you fell in love,
...

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When We Make Love

Baby I lay serene beside you
the only time I feel love so true
as your skin clothe me
thoughts of pleasure run through me.

Your touch makes me all woozy
strong arms warm and cosy
your words randy and racy
things you would do to me sweet n spicy

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