Ultimate Ecstasy

No... She's not okay. Every time she fights back that urge of opening up to you doesn't make her feel okay. You are her soulmate. You are supposed to be her everything. No. Not the reason of her pain n tears. Not the anguish n sorrow. You have to be her savior. Her helper. Her guide. Her angel. It may seem funny to you but she would really love it if you hold her around the waist and give a peck on her cheek and whisper in her ears that she looks beautiful. You have to let her blossom. You have to let her flourish. Your marriage should be her new found freedom. Your love should give her wings a new strength. No. She didn't marry you because she had to. She married you cause she wanted to. She chose you over the other guys who wanted her. She chose love over lust. She chose you over her infinite crushes. But no. Not for crushing her happiness n smile. Grow up. N show up. That gentleman lost in the red lit zone of so called satisfaction. Get up n illuminate your relationship. And then she will be your ultimate ecstasy.

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Everytime it ain't better late than never

She woke up to an amazing fragrance......there were incense stick aromas lighting up her living room....there was a lamp lit n flowers too....juz like all were preparing for a festival....but she was surprised to see her family wailing....had she taken two steps further n reality hit her....she had woken up too late to be living

---Laxmi Krishnan

Addiction overdone!

Sometimes...things are complicated...they just don't seem working out...its all like... A person comes in our life n we get so obsessed with them..their smile,their laughter,their voice, their likes n dislikes,each n every single detail sets ur heart racing n ur eyes craving for more...but every ship built is not supposed to float....u juz somewhere know..its not meant to be...its not going to work...they are just like a mirage who look to you like a horizon but u cannot hold them as a home for ur soul as one plunge will lead to crash and burn....
So u choose to be an admirer....a distant one...a stone on ur heart n tears creasing at ur smile...you choose to look at your ecstasy without touching it with a fear of losing it all....
Just wishing on the shooting stars hoping to live ur dream forever!!
And you just let it STAY!

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Heart to Heart-1

The right guy isn't d one who gropes u physically in d darkness but is d one who tries to reveal u emotionally in that silence....

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Love fortress

She was a unruly castle but not an unconquerable one.Her walls were too high....she was a sealed mystery but not an unsolvable one...all it took was him...he broke through her barriers with his love...he held her hand n made her firm...he loved her till she could love herself...he made her feel worthy....precious...She was very careful for this time... she behaved the worst of she could...tossed him tornados of silly fights..but he still held her firm...like a rock.She melted! Her walls were nowhere to be found! 
Six months ago a guy touched her soul and made it beautiful... Now standing besides him....her cheeks flush with rather a brighter shade of brightest pinks...n she is the same tender girl again...
After all what everyone needs is juz pure and unconditional LOVE!!!

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Soulfire

He was lit at the end.
The fire was slowly spreading through his veins.
There was smoke.
He was perishing.
His soul was breaking down.
Consumed almost to the end.
The stub of his body was then thrown down to the floor and stamped on.
The person who put had put him through this peril had crushed him and moved on.

What he used to do everyday to his cigarette was done today to him by the love of his life

--- Laxmi Krishnan

Heart full of nature

She was the nature child. She had infinite love for every natural thing around her. Her eyes lit up like the lightening when it rained.  Her heart glistened with joy seeing the dewy green lush meadows. The chirping birds were her family. She held the earth in her heart.
Today it rained again.
It thundered.
The meadows seemed Grey and black.
As the earth had now held her in its heart.
While the chirping birds sang the funeral notes.

--- Laxmi Krishnan