Eila Mahima Jaipaul

Rookie (11/26/1971 / New York)

Eila Mahima Jaipaul Poems

241. Beauty 8/9/2005
242. I Am Calling You 8/9/2005
243. When I Wake 8/9/2005
244. An Ode To British Airways (For Phil) 8/11/2005
245. Tastes Like Chicken 8/12/2005
246. The Consummation 8/8/2005
247. Sleepless Nights 12/2/2005
248. Insignificant 9/12/2005
249. The Coming Of Autumn 9/12/2005
250. The Answers Of A Mother's Prayer 9/12/2005
251. Rose 9/12/2005
252. Awaiting My Love 9/12/2005
253. Tears On Oiled Silk 11/11/2005
254. The Amazing Act Of Vanishing 11/11/2005
255. Beauty Unparalleled 9/21/2005
256. Watching You, Watching Me (For G.) 9/26/2005
257. If I Lost My Vision (For B) 9/29/2005
258. I Walk In Dreams 9/22/2005
259. Wishes (For B) 9/29/2005
260. What Could We Have Been Thinking? 9/29/2005
261. Immutable Desire 4/5/2006
262. Ghosts On Barstools 4/5/2006
263. Conversation 4/5/2006
264. Words 4/6/2006
265. Night 4/6/2006
266. Why The World Of Sanctity Breathes 12/12/2005
267. I Took A Hot Shower Love 12/13/2005
268. Voice 12/13/2005
269. Vanishing Bubbles 12/13/2005
270. Satiated Moon 12/13/2005
271. Layers Of Love 12/13/2005
272. Night Stillness Crept Through My Window 12/13/2005
273. Legend, Myth And Illusion 12/20/2005
274. Magic 12/20/2005
275. Let Me Write Words Of Desire Across Your Plane 12/20/2005
276. Primordial Rhythm 12/21/2005
277. Feel It Whisper On Your Skin 12/21/2005
278. Timeless 12/22/2005
279. Lost 1/4/2006
280. Even The Best Voyagers Needed Time 10/2/2005

Comments about Eila Mahima Jaipaul

  • Kee Thampi (12/11/2006 5:28:00 AM)

    Really this great poet for me is ebullient and more eccentric in her views...and writes...very simple but it inveighs our inuredness.... she never condone anything..... inept, infect..
    what happens to the unwanted souls?

    do they wander looking and lost?

    I wish to read her poems again and again in this free X mas days....

    do they remain staid?

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  • Peter Trenear (1/14/2006 5:03:00 PM)

    I love reading these poems. My Wife was also Eila.
    These keep me reminded,
    there is joy, there are tears.
    So far, I have read only a few
    But I will read them all

Best Poem of Eila Mahima Jaipaul

Orgasm

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

Eyes gone to lust,
soft lids flutter,
as passion's kaleidoscope,
colors my darkness.

Slender neck flinches,
lips part so lightly,
warm breath spreading,
telegraphing secrets,
of soft stolen kisses.

Soft breast's swell,
arching back moves cat like,
globes framing,
bursting buds of rose.

Arms stretch upward,
pushed high overhead,
fingers curl around nothing,
looking for leverage,
to push back at ...

Read the full of Orgasm

Hot

I almost thought I could hear
a quenching hiss at each thrust
the next, deeper than the last
never thinking to shield myself from the onslaught
it was impossible to negate
it did not slow,
coming faster and stronger
in the depths of my shrinking sanity
I saw you grapple with yourself

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