Unspoken Words

You look straight into the eyes,
your stomach is churning,
and you’re wondering if your body is folding itself inside out.
Hair on your body stands stiff,
making you feel that it is the moment of warmth,
worth living a million times over.
With spinning head and butterflies in stomach,
the body appears dissolved in the surroundings.
Still staring at those eyes going through the same thing,
the feeling dawns again;
So near, yet so far…

Then it happens.
The child in you playing with gay abandon.
The grown-up in you wishing that time freezes.
The world having no importance for you to care about it.
The emotions locked inside the deepest of vaults flooding out.
The lips meet.
A kiss given, and a kiss taken.
No obscenity.

Just the expression of love within you in such magnitude causes a whirl of satisfaction to engulf you such that the moment is etched in your memory for the 10s of years to come, in your life.

Coming back to reality,
the eyes in front of you speak of infinite feelings and the gratitude for signing the bond of being together, in a way sweeter than no other;
of prohibiting inhibitions and promising that the warmth of cuddling up in a hug is going to be the moment signifying that we,
who are two, are to be one,
and so shall we remain till the last traces of air leave the lungs.

One kiss… No sound… yet so many words exchanged… unspoken!

22 thoughts on “Unspoken Words”

  1. Lovely poem…yu seem tu have revelled in th feeling! πŸ˜‰

    but well *No sound… yet so many words exchanged* is not quite true… wet kisses makes really weird sounds πŸ˜€

  2. Reema

    thank you.
    I’ve taken a few ideas from my latest poem. so it might have appeared as dejavu since u’ve read it already.

    Thank you. the link was given just in case anyone is interested to read more about kiss… πŸ˜›

    Welcome back! Missed you too… i saw ur post and i’m feeling quite bad abt it. dont worry… things will be good sooner than u think. keep smiling πŸ™‚


    Thank you very much πŸ˜€

    I haven’t kissed anyone yet! πŸ˜‰ it was just my imagination.
    and speaking of wet kisses… the sounds can be really weird πŸ˜›

  3. Sigh! Love!!!! Not that Im against it, but its my frustration; its kinda reached its saturation πŸ˜‰

    Nice poem, and like Rekha and Arvind, why the wiki link for kiss???? You want *someone* to know what it is?????

  4. @harsha: awww you have not to worry for me! And yes… I keep smiling even if there are problems, like I have ever done.


  5. unspoken words and very expressive silence..a nice one..the line which caught my eyes was

    “A kiss given, and a kiss taken.
    No obscenity.”

    hmm why is it that an expression is thought to be obscene, hmm may be its not in the act of expressing itself, and rather in the person’s eyes..sounds cliched right..

  6. Reading this and not having *kissed is a decent way romanticizing…Isn’t it? πŸ™‚ And I did.
    Why do we all turn so poetic and creative when it comes talking about love and its enactments? Seriously..it’s a good food for thought…isn’t it.

  7. Arvind
    Thnx a lot dude… πŸ˜€

    All i can say is, tht it is natural. neither can i force my thoughts upon u, nor shall i try to convince you. its ur view. πŸ™‚
    thnx a lot. the link was given just in case anyone wanted to read further expecting to find something they dont know already. πŸ˜›

    That’s like my good frnd… πŸ˜€ i’m looking fwd for ur posts. πŸ™‚

    Welcome to my blog!
    thnx a lot!
    i dint intend to make it cliched. but i dint want the flow divert from a kiss to something else like a smooch, where love holds no importance.

    Love is one thing which has never gone out of ppl’s head even after centuries of story making. and if it has so much of creativity spent into its glorification over such a long time, i dont think there is monotony in continuing the tradition.
    It sure is a very good food for thought. atleast, i’m improving my diction in the process. πŸ˜€

  8. Amazing…very romantic…
    “One kiss… No sound… yet so many words exchanged… unspoken! ” -VERY TRUE

  9. True…I consent. Love sure is never going to turn monotonous by any means.
    By food for thought I meant the question “Why/How do we turn so creative…” and not about Love per se…Anyways πŸ™‚

  10. @harsha: beh, things are getting better, and I think that to post something about my recent problems is not necessary… πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€


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