G for Gyaan

A teacher has to touch our heart
A teacher has to touch our mind
A teacher has to touch our soul
A teacher has to touch to teach

Touching is important in Teaching.
Popular songs in Tamil " Thottu thottu pesum sultana", "Thottukkavaa kavva kavva" echo the same thought.

Dedicating this touching poem to all the teachers on this teachers day.

This blog is a part of the picture prompt series from CBC

-Chronicwriter

F for Feelings

F is for Feelings

The feeling of light in the walking shadow

Shadows formed because of sun in the sky

Lamp gives light like the sun so high

Trees in the garden 

Is no more a burden

Thoo you spit 

I dont give a s#it

Poetry is a serious art

Delirious, Chivalrous, Frivolous dart

So I write this poetry

Waiting for your mastery

They says Let us go

I say Let us come

Because you should know one thing

That F always stands for Feelings

-Chronicpoet

E for EEEEE

I am a little lazy today. So I am going to skip the letter E
and just show my teeth

EEEEEEEEEEEE

D for Dick

Dick is a good boy.
I am not talking about the dick you are thinking of
I am talking about this guy who is not a dick but still has a name -Dick

C for Coconut

Cocounut is a fruit
Used mainly by Keralites in all food items
I think the spelling is coconut; but I still would like to call it cocounut
because it is my democratic right

#AtoZChallenge

B for Buttocks

Buttocks and Botox
Two words I often confuse with

One is a treatment that my cousin had in her face
And the other one is a phenomenon that also has cheeks
But they call them butt cheeks

#AtoZChallenge

A for Ass

Ass Ass Ass
Ass Ass Ass

Apple is a fruit but
Ass is an animal

When Apple falls on an Ass
It does not become Apple Sauce

It still remains an Apple
And you are an Ass

#AtoZChallenge

Your tongue is my drug

I know a place that no one else can enter, but us.

A peaceful beautiful hideout that has all our secrets,

A place where our souls and bodies became one

Sweat laden skin, electrified beneath the sheets

When eyes closed and opened again with our bodily rhythm 

As you drank the alcohol from my lips with your lips 

From a deep well of lust making me your drug

And our tongues greedily swapped and slapped with heated breath

Intoxicating our spirits and making us pant

As we lay with bated breath, our clothes rest together below

Pant by pant, torn apart for two souls to make love above

Up and down we switch our places, gasps of kisses making us wild

With strands of hair playing their part as we lay side by side

Passion and comfort gave way to ecstasy, grunts of pain as you growled my name

Our bodies demanded more and your nails drove into my back

Ahhhh! The scream relieved you from the grip as you cried for mercy

The scent of the neck as I released your hold only to 

Be pulled back into a whirlwind of ballistic strokes

Enabling us to zoom into the peak of bliss with screams 

That warriors make in battle field, the final blow

Made you collapse, with shivering toes and gyrating breasts

On my chest, there you lay and  you said, My husband will be back