NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~THREAD 53 - CHAP 58 (Pt 1&2)- 4th - Page 100

Originally posted by: lashy

It seems Chellam really loved that part .. she came up with a poem... special day today

Chellam edited, inspired or ☺️????😉

Originally posted by: selvi1275

Goodmorning/Goodevening Periyamma, Bindu, Kal, Cookie, Rekha, Tanya, and all Baisas...🤗

Dahi vada... ... Naan senjadhu...😳😳

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

Lonely cold nights
In this haunting prison fort
Making my shivering body
Yearning for your warm breath

Sleep is the long lost luxury
I could not afford
As passing breeze not bringing
lullabies of your soothing heartbeats

A cloud of darkness blinded my sight
Streaming down the hot tears
Burning my salty cheeks in the absence of
Your hard lips kissing it away

The piercing agony in my heart
Pulling my sinking soul further
My shaky hands violently
Searching for your hands to hold it tight

I'm trying, trying to be strong
Holding onto a flicker of hope
A miracle would happen to take me home
That's within your protective arms.

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Like a dove that'd flown miles to finally come home, she nestled in his embrace, tightly, snugly. Weary she'd become, of flying relentlessly against gales; tired of braving it all alone, out there.

Safe, at long last, from the galewinds that'd iced her bones and being, her shivering body had found its place to rest - in the rugged dwelling that was his chest. And rest she did, basking in the warmth of his young blood, her body dissolving in his like fluid, her molten softness flowing into the firm folds of his physique.

She didn't have to not feel tired any longer, she didn't have to not appear weary anymore. She could feel what she felt. Be who she was. She could be herself. Now that she was at her home.

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

I am a warrior from head to toe

And from heart to soul
I was born ready to fight
My fists move at the speed of light
I redefine what it means to have spirit
The word quit you'll never hear it
I hate to lose, I'd rather die
I don't speak, only say my battle cry
When I fight it's gonna be to the death
Opponents look at me and I steal their breath
My mind constantly lets me improve
In just seconds I learn your every move
Unbeaten in every type of ring
I have the ability to sleep you with one swing
Always looking to get to the next level
Even though I've already slain the devil
Toe to head I am a warrior..

-Poem by Samuel Braden.( Slightly edited)

What a commanding pose!

Up close and personal with Lashy Sahiba:

Your responses and views made it a stimulating Q & A session, Lashy Sahiba.👏

You have a band of devoted and faithful Baisas who are ready to follow you wherever you go as we are certain that any journey that you take us on will be a thrill ride and one that we would never want to miss, Sahiba.🤗

All thanks to Aparna, we had the golden opportunity to delve a little into the world of a world-class author!

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

Thank you darlings for your kind words.. Yes that dove analogy struck me hard. 😳 🤗

Originally posted by: roseraja1915

Indeed you are, Khan Sahib! A warrior that no one would dare to mess with. A spectacular poem for a spectacular Sahib!👏

What a commanding pose!

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Up close and personal with Lashy Sahiba:

Your responses and views made it a stimulating Q & A session, Lashy Sahiba.👏

You have a band of devoted and faithful Baisas who are ready to follow you wherever you go as we are certain that any journey that you take us on will be a thrill ride and one that we would never want to miss, Sahiba.🤗

All thanks to Aparna, we had the golden opportunity to delve a little into the world of a world-class author!

>>>☺️ Awww gee... thank you sweetie 🤗

Originally posted by: lashy

Originally posted by: lashy

Originally posted by: roseraja1915

😆 There's many a hidden message between the rose and the wink.😉 Should I be on my guard?😃

Originally posted by: selvi1275

Goodmorning/Goodevening Periyamma, Bindu, Kal, Cookie, Rekha, Tanya, and all Baisas... 🤗