Saturday, January 26, 2008

Housing my soul

This is getting ridiculous, my obsession for you
I am beyond any thing else, save you
I know I am being very predictable
Grand passion, heated body, exploded senses are nothing new
In a way, those are most over-rated.
You can see how everyone goes on and on about it.
Still, that is how I feel about it.
As they show in those movies
Write in those soppy novels
Can’t you feel electricity flowing through us?
Each electron going towards its goal with a single mindedness
My fingers slowly touching you, pushing all those buttons
Right touch, exact amount of pressure
Nothing is forced or contrived
Intensity seems to touch a new height each time
Newness never ceases to surprise me
Is it all from my side?
Without me you are reduced to nothing, incomplete, a block of wood
Even after so long an association, you are so detached
Do you realise, when I wish to forget myself, I come to you
How our desires merge, becoming one.
Housing my soul in yours, we together make music

33 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Gautami!!!! (((hugs)))) Just cause. :)

Great poem, too bad a man can't play that way.

Robin said...

Music does truly speak to the very core of our souls.

Excellent post Gautami.

Keith's Ramblings said...

Great post Gautami! Music - so desirable.

SlyGly said...

"Each electron going towards its goal with a single mindedness"

I just loved this line, and also the clever insertion of the Writers Island link!

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

That's lovely, Gautami. You really nailed it perfectly.

polona said...

sorry i haven't been around much lately. was having some rather... erm... challemging times...

but i sense a certain shift in your poetry... i can't wuite describe it but it feels more... i don't know... mature

anyway, love it!

anthonynorth said...

More a sublime desire here, I think. Perhaps it is how it really is.

Kai said...

simply beautiful.

Anonymous said...

You write with such emotion and such incite.

I love it!

Anonymous said...

Wow, I really liked it. Made me salivate for every next line.

I wrote a poem a long time ago like this, but it sounded like it was sexual and it was just me playing guitar. :-P

Clare said...

Hi Gautami! I love the musical yearning and passion in this -- fun and full of connection and relationship. Really well done!! Very enjoyable reading.
:)

d sinclair said...

actually Gautami, I think this may be one of the best things I've seen of yours.

yeah, I like it a lot!

thanks for visiting my blog, too.

d :()

totomai said...

the last 2 concluding lines are simply magical. what a nice write :-)

david santos said...

Hi Gautami
A beautiful place here!
Excellent post! Good poem. You are Master.
Thank you.
have a good week

Anonymous said...

wonderfully written

Crafty Green Poet said...

I recognise those feelings

Rambler said...

"
Do you realise, when I wish to forget myself, I come to you"

has kept me wondering.. really a profound statement this one

little wing writer said...

...desire lost in music...nothing is forced or contrived...yes, i believe...

Unknown said...

Oh Gautami this is so moving, and the last line, I think there isn't a woman on earth who wouldn't love to hear that.

Superb

Known Stranger said...

your poems make me spend more time in your page. i liked this one. I wish i can write like you

Marja said...

Housing my soul in yours, we together make music. Breathtaking
what a desirable poem

Constance Brewer said...

lovely, with a wonderful ending.:)

Tumblewords: said...

Clever lines and great connections... nice read!

Anonymous said...

'Each electron going towards its goal with a single mindedness'. I loved this line too. Poetry in motion.

Andy Sewina said...

Cool! I like the way you did this!

Revathi said...

I know a lot of guys without passion, living like robots. It is just UNBELIEVABLE...

http://grevathi.blogsome.com/2008/01/08/the-man-who-knew-infinity-a-life-of-the-genius-ramanujan/

Anonymous said...

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Beau Brackish said...

Passionate, beautiful yearning for connection in song and souls. Incredible poem.

Linda Jacobs said...

Another delightful write! I so enjoy your poems!

Head Cookie said...

Very nicely done. You are a wonderful writer and so talented.

chicklegirl said...

I love how you make your poems so tactile: "My fingers slowly touching you, pushing all those buttons/Right touch, exact amount of pressure".

Prats said...

Wonderful use of wirds to describe sucha vast concept.

rch said...

Hi guatami, very sensual look at desire. So many buttons, so little time ;)