Tequila!

She’s hot and raving

Judged, as insomnia kills her

Every time she’s waving

Thy lonely spirit hears the stir.

You love it when she kisses your lips

Sharing salt, lemon and fire

Your world is in total eclipse

Sobered is never a desire.

At times she’s just like a cup of tea

Subtle spiced clear and sweet

She sure is not ordinary

Tequila is her better greet!

She’s rough and so wanted

She’s loved and ever so quick

Babe! Your mind only gets haunted

Her touch gives you the kick.

She takes over your soul

Crippling your senses to her command

And then the drums begin to roll

You’re in love with the glass in your hand.

The sensation that you crave

Burning your insides in every way

Have made you to be her faithful slave

As she nurtures your merry stay.

Her faithfulness you cannot judge

She’s strong with each passing day

Her seductive being will not budge

Grab the tequila, go up and away!

-Adelene Coelho

They Can’t

They can’t be friends

They can’t be lovers

They can only measure ends

They warm thy covers.

They met at a social dating site

Became good friends in no time

From early morning to late good night

They transformed to be each others crime.

Borrowing the stories of the miserable past

Laughter through whining roared as they spoke

And the heavier repentance was saved for the last

Not sure if it was their love or lust that had the smoke.

Sharing the same long cloak each day

Comfort lied in the touch of their skin

Invisible to the hazards caused by their stay

One slit was enough to let adultery in.

Dinners were turned to breakfast often

And a staycation was also destined at times

Their hearts were locked up inside a coffin

Because now their minds tuned to all the signs.

Be it a sneaky lil kiss or a long make out session

His house or hers, a motel and hotel were an option

Without excusing the warmth of his expression

They’d soon see the face of destruction.

Suddenly it hit them that this is not what it is

It’s only much more than sheer lust now

Her heart was just as sad as his

Yet lips were sealed because their tongues did vow.

Knowing the obvious but stating the dumb

They continued to be each other’s romance

Their heart beats Like a madman on the drums,

Thickening as they realising they don’t have a chance.

They can’t be friends

They cannot be lovers

They can only measure ends

They still warm the covers.

-Adelene Coelho

Wreckage

The glory of the last stolen moment,

And the wreckage of the same,

Still awaits your unneeded comment

That defines single nature’s double name.

No visible scars to the human eye

Yet the human heart can sense it well

All that was said previously is a lie

The worlds large spaces run parallel.

A constant tear between me and myself

To either improve or destroy my being

‘Cause history doesn’t fail to repeat itself,

But, if only the pride of our seeing.

I am a wreck just like you

I accept it as openly as can be

I am a witness to the exhumed few

Unknown worth has no loss in thee.

Graciously I fall like a glass building that breaks

Or as proud as the mighty ship that sinks

The pain touches the flesh, thus the soul awakes

I come out stronger like the lightning that stinks!

Solemnly I state, I make a beautiful wreck

Doesn’t matter what you think so

Feels like I have a hand instead of a deck

Yet I stay in secret, this you know, I know!

-Adelene Coelho

The boy who fell in love with a kiss 

Amidst the regular Monday blues,

Reading the times,my daily news,

I see a boy across a rusty desk,

Fossilising a thought in a space grotesque.

 
In a scurry he waved a hand at me,

His toned body was sharp, you have to agree,

I responded with a confused smile,

Cheery he stumbled down the aisle.

 
The office intercom received a ping,

His status read ‘with a deadly sting’,

I laughed at the cheesy line I saw,

Yet was attracted by natures law.

 
We saw messages flow in and out,

From intercoms to mobiles up and about,

A cup of coffee once in a while,

I sigh more often than giving out a smile.

 
Finally the unspoken silence was broken,

His offer was on his palm left open,

A kiss was all he asked me for,

My mind and heart were like colonies at war.

 
Unexpectedly I said I will give it a thought,

For he liked me dearly but his roots were distraught,

Not having any hopes I said okay,

Thinking we’re tough, we met at the lonely hallway.

 
Walking around without uttering a word,

He took courage, breathed and stirred,

Folding his arms around my waist,

Pulling into a kiss, my nerves were embraced.

 
‘Heaven’ is what screamed inside my head,

That kiss caught our skin flushed in savage red,

When we withdrew, we could only sigh,

It was one of our best and will be till we die.

 
For days we never spoke again,

Only some glances were enough to complain,

We needed some more of that sweet memory,

Too bad he asked for a ‘one-time-we-can-ever-be’.

 
At last he directed me to a cornered wall,

He told me his griefs – he told me all,

He confessed his love for me right there,

They say sorrow dwells everywhere!

 
I denied my feelings and disagreed to his,

That kiss was the only real biz,

He asked for it and hoped it’ll be only this,

And now he’s the boy in love with a kiss!

 

-Adelene Coelho

My Bucket List!

It begins with getting on a plane to London

Walking the streets, my dreams can’t be undone,

And then to go bungee jumping in New Zealand

Trying to make my name in the Northern Island.

 
I want to visit the seven wonders of the world

Because among the stones, they are pearled,

Be it the Taj Mahal, or Colosseum with extensive view,

I wish to survey all of them from China To Peru.

 
Take a scuba diving class and swim with the sharks

Go sky diving where the horizon leaves marks

Quad biking in the desert with camel races,

I’m storming my brain with these ultimate chases.

 
The pyramid of Giza and hanging gardens of Babylon,

The light of Alexandria only says my travel is on,

Crumbled in a fernweh, I have to head out

To join the fortune of travelling about.

 
From Hawaii to the massive Victoria Falls,

The northern lights of Iceland make the calls,

And then live in the Bora Bora water bungalow,

Do you feel my vibe? I’m letting it flow!

 
From the hot bright sun of the Middle East,

The desert sands and falconry are a feast,

To the Cold, sharp, melting glaciers of Antarctic,

It’s an open road from Australia to Artic.

 
-Adelene Coelho

Bro – Code

As realistic as the heading, “bro-code” is something we often hear now days. In simple language it means – never date your friends’ girlfriend! and vice-versa.

Its a serious offense – I’m guessing? The hype about this bro-code is so huge that now it has become more of a stereo type vision among the youth.

I hear people say – never date your friends’ girlfriend ever!

And i want to ask WHY?

the common response i receive is, it spoils the friendship!

And again I want to ask HOW?

this is when i get the most expected answer – it is not right to date your friends’ girlfriend. and vice – versa because they’re officially categorized as “EXs”.

And again I want to ask WHO ARE YOU TO COMMAND?

I never hear anyone stop to think that maybe the “ex” you refer to as your own horrible past can be someone’s beautiful future ahead. Immaterial of the fact that you are best friends or childhood friends or simply just friends; you should appreciate the good that could possibly be coming to your friend.

Sometimes two people immersed in love can never have the equation needed to fulfill a marriage. But maybe one of them does share an equation with a fellow friend that does fulfill the graces of marriage and further.

Your ego need not be satisfied by humiliation of the opposite. Never has it been written anywhere that if the road was rocky with you, it’ll be as worse to go with the other.

Did you ever stop to think that because of this so called “bro code” delusion, there are some people who never have had the chance to make their life as beautiful as yours. They decided to choose you over their feelings because you mattered as a friend, but, what did you do?

You chose yourself over your friend’s feelings!

Isn’t that rude and selfish and stupidity?

Why do we live in a world that seizes to exist? Why are we only surrounded with revenge, anguish and hatred?

Why cannot we just ease ourselves above this nuisance and let people love easy.

“if everyone thought as you did, there’d be more peace in the world today” quoted my friend when I told her how I thought.

Is it the same with you?

-Adelene Coelho