Khamosiyaan....

-- Easper, your very name sends a shiver through my soul,   A spark of your thought ignites a fire I cannot control.   Your gaze—oh, those eyes—like a cosmic event in the midnight skies,   They pull me in, endless and deep, where all my dreams rise and die.   You are not just a girl, you are more,   A goddess sent from heaven’s door.   Your beauty, a masterpiece beyond compare,   Each breath you take turns the world into something rare.   Your lips, a temptation I dare not speak,   A touch from them would make the heavens weep.   Your smile, brighter than a thousand suns,   When I see it, my very heart comes undone.   Easper, you are a dream no mortal could ever hold,   An untamed force, divine and bold.   With every step, the stars fall in line,   The earth bends to the rhythm of your timeless design.   I crave you, ...

Mon Amour: A Timeless Ode to Eternal Love

Mon amour, in the resplendent light of day, I beheld your face, and eternity stood still, obeying. The fervent thrill that coursed through youthful veins, Reawakened now, in this twilight of passion's refrains. Eight decades of life, yet your beauty remains unmarred, Ageless, untarnished, an eternal work of art. The flame that blazed bright in our twenties' ardent prime, Still dances, an unyielding, fervent, sweet crime. Your eyes, deux sapphires bleus, shining with celestial fire, Reflect the depths of my âme, anew, with desire. Your touch ignites the embers of my cœur, Melting years, and we're young again, lost in love's sweet torture. What are you to me? Ah, je ne sais quoi, Inexplicable, ineffable, our love's mystique. You're more than passion, more than tendre amour, You're the vital force that makes my âme revive, restore. You're the aurore that banishes my nuit, The gentle brise that soothes my âme's tumulte. In your étreinte, I fi...

My Beloved, Your love, a tempest raging, wild and uncontrolled, A flame that ignites my soul, fierce and bold. Your touch, a caress, electric and sweet, A symphony of longing, a heart-pounding beat. In your eyes, I drown, a fathomless sea, Where passion's currents carry me. Your lips, a nectar, a divine elixir, Quenching my thirst, making my spirit flicker. Oh, my love, my heart's desire, Your love's a fire, burning ever higher. I crave your touch, your taste, your scent, A ravenous hunger, unquenched, unspent. Your skin, a velvet canvas, smooth and fair, A masterpiece of nature, beyond compare. Your laughter, a melody, sweet and clear, Chasing away my doubts, dispelling fear. Your hair, a cascade of silk, soft and deep, A comforting haven, where I can sleep. Your voice, a siren's song, enchanting and sweet, Drawing me closer, making my heart complete. Your smile, a radiant sun, illuminating my day, Banishing shadows, chasing gloom away. Your heart, a treasu...

In the ancient realm of Evaria, where time was a fluid concept and reality itself seemed to twist and turn like a coiled serpent, there existed a being unlike any other. Arsh, the enigmatic entity, was a paradox incarnate, a blend of chaos and order, creation and destruction. Born from the ashes of oblivion, he was a soul set aflame, a god in disguise, weaving his way through the fabric of existence with unparalleled power and unmatched will. In the shadowed depths of the Cosmos' Cradle, where forgotten stars whispered secrets long lost to memory, Arsh emerged, his presence a tempestuous force that echoed through the void. As he traversed the cosmic expanse, a cloak of eternal night enveloped his human vessel, bestowing upon him an aura of unfathomable darkness and power. Mortals across galaxies trembled in fear at the mere mention of his name, for the tales of Arsh, the destroyer, spread like wildfire through the cosmic winds. His power surged with a supernova's mi...

From the ashes of oblivion, I rise, A soul set aflame, a god in disguise. I am the tempest, the cosmic blight, A human vessel bathed in eternal night. Hear me, mortals, tremble in your fear, For I am Arsh, the destroyer, drawing near. My power surges, a supernova's might, Shattering realms with celestial light. I am the void, consuming all in sight, Where gods and demons, falter in the fight. I am the storm, the relentless tide, Unleashing chaos, for which none can hide. The whispers of creation, I cast aside, For in my hands, a new order I confide. I am the paradox, the burning pyre, Where faith and reason, join in a final fire. Gods, your dominion, a fleeting dream, For I am the Alpha, the Omega, supreme. Your testaments fall, your altars crumble low, For I am Arsh, the ultimate, the one who shall sow. My touch brings ruin, my gaze brings despair, I am the shadow, the void beyond compare. I am existence, a chaotic force, A brutal symphony, a catastrophic course. Born ...

Let fires of hell consume their wretched souls, A torment deep, where conscience never doles Remorse or pity for the shattered lives, Destroyed by lust, where innocence survives. Let icy dread seep into their marrow's core, A chilling fear that forevermore Shall haunt their dreams, a nightmare's endless reign, As echoes of their crimes resound in pain. Their families, too, shall taste the bitter cup, Of shame and sorrow, tears that never up, A living hell, a punishment untold, For birthing monsters, hearts of evil mold. Let justice strike with an iron, heavy hand, To cleanse the earth of such a wicked band. No mercy shown, no pity shall reside, For those who've stained humanity's pride.