Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "romantic"

Beauty and bliss are all around,
When my feet walk alongside yours.
Life reaches the pinnacle of being,
When I'm annihilated for a smile of yours.
Climbed plenty hills, trotted plenty jungle,
Nowhere did I find a drop of sanity.
Then I stood crazy before your radiance,
And I got drenched in beams of serenity.
I am but a naïve lover off the street,
Without a single trace of intellect.
The only thing that I've learnt in life is,
In your happiness lies my upliftment.
Business is measured by how much we receive,
Life is realized when we stand hellbent to give.

I haven't come to seduce you with looks,
I have come to overwhelm you with love.
I haven't come to break your door by force,
I’ve come to charm it open with my mind’s touch.
I haven't come to bring you worldly riches,
But to offer you the garland of my heart.
I haven't come to usher you with complements,
I’ve come to celebrate you, tearing myself apart.
I haven't come to count the benefits of bond,
I’ve come to make you lose count of your wounds.
I haven't come to feel butterflies in my stomach,
But to fight the world, helping you break all rules.
Let me burn to ashes time and time again,
So I may remove the shadows from your life's lane.

“Come, sit next to me.
As you will, so will be.
As long as you are next to me,
Even your silence is tranquility.

I know it hurts like the dickens!
Yet every wound delivers valiance.
At your every whim I am your servant.
But to every wound you are your treatment.

Your trouble is my trouble.
Be not disheartened if the world frowns.
Clouds are nothing but herald of sunshine.
Pain of today is tomorrow’s crown.

So I say, come, sit next to me.
As you will, so will be.”

“Gel, yanımda otur.
Nasıl istiyorsan, öyle olur.
İstemiyorsan konuşma, gerek yok.
Yanımdayken, sessizliğin bile sükundur.

Biliyorum, çok acıyor!
Biliyorum, bu dünya çok zalim!
Istiyorum ama soylemem – elimi tut!
Çünkü senin yaranın ilacı sadece sensin.

Senin derdin benim derdim.
Her dert insana cesaret veriyor.
Bulutlar güneş ışığının habercileridir.
Bugünün acısı yarın tacı oluyor.

Hadi gel, burada otur.
Nasıl istiyorsan, öyle olur.”

Onun için cennet ol, cehennem değil.
Vicdanlı bir adam ol, hayvan değil.
Sé una bendición para ella, no una maldición.
Onun yaralarına ilacı ol, tuz değil.

Be her paradise, not prison.
Be her man, not master.
Be a miracle to her maladies.
Be her crown, not custard.

There is no alpha male and beta male,
There is only man and baboon.
Decency defines a man’s character,
Not the virility of his heirloom.

Partner on the streets,
Slave between the sheets,
That’s what a real man is.
Undaunted in danger,
Uncompromising in calamity,
That’s what a real human is.

I don’t care for one time fling,
Got no hankering for casual coitus.
I am a human, not baboon set free,
I don’t consent to rampant desires.

When I fall I fall mind and body,
Body plays a little, more the mind.
I’m attracted to face, not figure,
Finally by mind the deal is signed.

If the mind doesn’t come through,
a cute face doesn’t sustain nothing.
Heart anemic makes the world anemic,
getting drunkly sick on perverted fling.

In a world of cheats and perves,
Be the proof of honor and love.
In the wild of sharks and wolves,
Be the gentle elephant, be a dove.

Love is nothing to be ashamed of,
if there is no filth in your heart.
If your heart is pure and chaste,
you have no reason to be shy or scared.

Shame and fear are mark of filth,
heart without blemish is icon of honor.
Basic flaws are part of everyday life,
but perversion isn’t a flaw, it’s dishonor.

I’ve never looked at a person with
filth, unless permitted otherwise.
It’s consent and context that
distinguish fondness from filth.

Lovers ablaze are resident of Nazmahal*,
perverts have no place in *palace-of-grace.
Honor is in the eye of the beholder,
without which all mind is disgrace.

You know who the biggest enemy
of the lover is? It’s the behaviorist.
The behaviorist warns, but the lover
wants to believe – the behaviorist
restrains, but the lover wants to fall.

So far, every time the behaviorist
has had the final word – I told you so –
yet the lover never learns the lesson.
Still at the faintest possibility of love,
lover jumps in, lock, stock and barrel.

Love misplaced is not love wasted,
Love misplaced is heart sweetened.
Trust misplaced is not trust lost,
Trust misplaced is humanity tested.

Every good deed is a test of heart,
Every act of love is existence tried.
It’s okay to be disappointed in deception,
but never let it turn your ideals into a lie.

Way to a woman’s heart is through
her eyes, not between her legs.
All of her is holy site, to wander
unwelcome even with eyes is sickness.

First be her sanctuary, her safe haven,
then be the filthiest beast you can be.
Slave to her kinks between the sheets,
and in society be her shameless shield.

Anybody can stay the night,
takes backbone to stay the life.
Penetration of flesh is animal affair,
human miracle is to touch the mind.

Boys be Men! Lift your brain above your belt.
In monsoon be her brolly, in drought be her rain.

My idea of romance is a bit different,
it’s not steamy hot sex at the back of a car,
my idea of romance is to snuggle up together
on the couch, with pizza and Gilmore Girls.

Excitement lasts till lust is satisfied,
intimacy transcends excitement in love and life.
Intercourse is a small variable in the love equation,
there is more to love than doing it from behind.

There’s a difference between
being horny and being in love,
when you are horny, you want release –
when in love, you don’t want to be released.

Intimacy is a life-long journey,
it doesn’t end with stripping off clothes –
real intimacy begins when you stand baring your soul.