Eila Mahima Jaipaul Poems

There is no sweeter sound,
than my breath,
held hostage,
captured amidst,
...

I lost my pen, love
it ran out of ink.
all I have left
is a pencil with
...

I will kiss you
good night
good morning
good day
...

I can hear you whispering
in the night silence of my room
my heart surrenders to you...
like the sun to the moon.
...

you appear there
in front of me
very nearly transparent
your presence looking like a reflection
...

closing my eyes I sleep
body floating in darkness
without substance
whether I lay up or down
...

I'd like to be lost
in that tangle of
blankets
and pillows
...

Sensuous words flow gently
Over ears and around body
Murmuring whispering
Causing squirms and trembles
...

leaf skeletons
stems hollow
tiny veins, rigid
support air
...

If I were a poet
I would mix taboo words
Into verses that resemble
sublime metered stanzas.
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