Proud Great grandma 👵

My lovely mother

You are the best mother, grandmother, great grandmother, wife, sister, and my true best friend!

I saw this picture and felt so warm because I imagined how you once held me in your arms

How much you loved me since birth and although I may not say it much

As often as I should

I love you with every breath I take

And couldn’t be such a strong woman, a best friend to many, a loving sister, and a brat for a daughter without the woman I saw right in front my eyes for years since birth until now

I couldn’t be me WITHOUT YOU!

I learned so much from you

And I may make mistakes along the way

But please know that through them I always will turn to you first for that advice

Because indeed you weren’t lying when I was 13-18 when you said “let you be my sister, my friend, my mother, because only you will always carry my pain and joy for the beginning until the end!”

I know now mom and I love you for the love you have always given me

And I promise that one day soon I will make you even more proud

To know that this little pain in your butt has accomplished everything through your faith in me.

I love you mom

As we dance under star lit skies

The darkness consumes us

As our bodies are entwined

The sound of silence in the night

Hearing the owls cries

And seeing the stars twinkle

As The candlelight

CASTS

SHADOWS OF DANCING

FIGURES ON THE WALL

I follow your lead

Underneath a blanket of stars

April moon illuminating

that look

in your eyes

As The candlelight

CASTS

SHADOWS OF DANCING

FIGURES ON THE WALL

We sway past midnight

serenade

our every heartbeat

echoing its harmony

As The candlelight

CASTS

SHADOWS OF DANCING

FIGURES ON THE WALL

You speak measures of shadows into me.

Consuming my mind, telling me to come to you.

A meeting place in the dark whisks of night.

A midnight rendezvous of dancing in trance of blue.

Whirling under the stars even if evils we must fight.

As The candlelight

CASTS

SHADOWS OF DANCING

FIGURES ON THE WALL

In perfect synchrony

we move to the rhythm

of the night

find a closeness

as flesh

melds one into other

surrendering

mind, body and soul

As The candlelight

CASTS

SHADOWS OF DANCING

FIGURES ON THE WALL

Late night

Ruffling through some papers late at night

Stumbled across things I wrote so many ages back

I decided to write

Relieving my heart aches

That time I held my knees close to my stomach and hands crossed in front hiding my tummy in hopes of no one hearing

The grumbling sounds that beats against the walls of my stomach

It’s like something inside playing connect the dots

Trying to find it’s way to a perfect spot

To settle in and eat away at my flesh

From the inside out

The pains of being raped

That time I bled through my jeans

And the memories of the sounds of sirens

Entered my brains

Like a melody stuck on replay

As the ambulance arrives and two men approached

“Ma’am, are you conscious?”

That was the last words I heard

My mind blanked out

My heart rate slowed

I was in a shock

My body cold

My veins swollen from the alcohol in my system

See, I’m a diabetic

And too much sugar can put me into a coma

All that night I remembered

As they took me away

Into a safe place

Hand cuffs on the bed rails

As the detectives carried on with questions of problems I may have

Things or descriptions

Anything that can help him to catch the rapist of a twelve year old girl

My mind remained blank

My lips sealed

My eyes drifted off into a deep slumber

My pride was ripped out my soul

My dignity was shattered

My life was deleted at 12 years old

I became the blank pages in the entire book

By Darshini Devi Ramsaran

I am a writer

I am a writer

It is what I do

I bring fourth life

With the words that I write

Wether in pain

Or in joy

I enjoy grabbing the readers attention

Taking them on a roller coaster ride

Through each and every situation

Some are facts

Some are fiction

Some of other lives

Some of my very own

I enjoy looking down from my throne

Knowing that I’ve made someone smile, cry, laugh, sad, or moan!

I am a writer it is what I do

I cram thoughts of everything and put them into my own writings

I am a writer it is what I do

I get a blood rush through my veins

Like pumping gas into a tank

Drifting on with the winds

When writing stories of pain

I get goose bumps from the mysteries that I write

My emotions

I let loose and let the pen do it’s job

Gliding across the pages

With words of inspiration or discrimination!

I write it all

I am a writer it is what I do

I write of things that I hear, see, touch, breathe, or feel!

I write of privacy invasions

I write of occults

Of time and dedications

I write magic from my head and put on paper for you to read

Show you things in life which I feel

I am a writer it is what I do

I write of enemies

I write about shoes

Give me a title and I’ll make it come to life

Lighting up this dark world

Bringing fourth life!

By Darshini Devi Ramsaran

Red wine in the Rain

Red wine in the Rain

As we listened to the drops

Pounding on the concrete roads

Eyes locked on each other

Creating a spark,

Through our souls

As the fire begins within

Our feet moved with the rhythm

No music to serenade us though

Just the breaths of ours beneath each other

entwined through chemistry in the mind

As you awaken my emotions with your sultry dedication

My ear lobes you tickle

With a soft white feather

Dipped in oils of lavender

And rose petals

Our bodies combustion

Erotic eyes Connects

An Adrenaline rush I get,

As his fingers touches my G-Spot!

Losing sight of lavish cravings

Because this feeling is worth more than ones mind can ever imagine

Red wine in the rain is the feeling I get

When my lips is wrapped around it’s sweet taste

from the rim of my glass

To napes of his neck

As my man grabs me by the hands

Leads me through his soul

Two hearts one connection

As he gently enters between the junction of my thighs

My core he entered with a sweet surprise

As time passes the friction of our bodies were ignited

A pool of moisture releases,

I fell flat…

I went into shut down mode

And he soothed me into slumber

Resting peacefully in his arms

After that last glass of

Red wine in the rain

And the most ever invigorating feeling

Red wine in the Rain

By Darshini Devi Ramsaran

04/04/2018

Man on a Robot

Man on a robot

Untouchable

Undeniable

Unmeasurable

Feeling inside

The way the soft winds caresses his face

As I glimpse his posture through the sides of my eyes

Gives me a chilling sensation up and down my spine

The way sunlight bounces off his pupil

Illuminating his path

Creating an invigorating feeling deep inside

As I watch him flow with the winds

As his feet is on air

He spreads his arms open wide

As he reaches for the stars at night

Soaring like an eagle in the sky

I see his soul soars high

As he flows with the air

A man he is that loves a dare

Each motion, each vibration, falls in seamless

As he balances his feet so he does with his life

Stability and strength

I see ahead

The path is clear and at the end there’s light

He shows me visions of a feeling so real

Takes me beyond imagination

Giving me a feeling of completion

I watch his shoulder as he swiftly maneuvers

In and out

Dodging cars and pedestrians on his route

He carries it in hands when not in use

And takes pride in his work and any adjustments that he do

Creating beauty with colors so daring

Opening the eyes of those to a brighter feeling

Placing lights

Modifying parts

A man with his robot

He loves with his heart

I watch as others stand in awe

As my man zooms past them with his one wheel robot

Which he adores

It’s a great feeling like no other

I can’t being to imagine how he feels after I see what his face shows clearly

A man and his best friend

Robot 🤖

Champagne on the beach

Champagne on the beach

It’s 8 pm

The sun have set

And the stars comes to life

Lighting up the dark Blue and Grayish skies

Sand in our feet

As we stroll underneath a beautiful blanket of starlight in the skies,

As the soft warm sand caresses our feet

He pauses…

momentarily

And held my hands to stay in position

Leaned over to me

With submission

And hands me a glass filled with champagne

Whispers in my ears

“Let’s exhilarate, together, stimulate our minds with words of desires, indulge into a world where two hearts make one connection!”

I gladly accepted

With arms wide opened

And movements of my lips

As I saw the twinkle in his eyes

When one side connected with the tip of a shooting star

Champagne on the beach

A real man indeed

As we synchronized our bodies

And our bare skin touches the sand

Our rhythms generated heat

As we locked eyes

Hips and thighs

Rolling on the beach

Suddenly his hands wrapped so tight

Yet

So gently

And…

I paused…

Champagne on the beach

He enters my Euphoric soul

Digging deeper into it

With every push

And every thrust

It Stimulates my mind

Making me melt

Like a volcano that erupts

As champagne he pours down my neck as it trickles down on to the tips of my breast

While

Seducing my nipples with the warmth of his breath

As his tongue wraps around my body

I melt

And the imagination of his lips and each swirl

Each turn it makes

He takes control

As these thoughts began to

Race through my mind

The chills I get goes through my spine

As my eyes rolled to the back of my head

He held me close

And begins to nibble on my neck

I drifted off

Into the best romantic Orgasm

Champagne on the beach

Champagne on the beach

By Darshini Devi Ramsaran

04/04/2018

Damn you Mr.

Why are you so angry and bitter

“Why are you so cruel Dear Mr?”

Asked the little girl with the skirt below her knees

As she shivers

From the chilled winter night breeze.

As snowflakes descends from the sky above, her skin becomes brittle and pale.

She began to scream and yell she’s in pain

“Please Dear Mr. I beg you to stop

This is enough

I’m only a child. What did I do to get roughed up?”

She questioned

While looking for anything in hands to attack but nothing in sight because she barely saw through her tear filled eyes.

A memory she relieved each day for twenty years of her life. Until she decided again to pick up her pen and throw Dear Mr. a scribe!

Dear Mr.

I sat and began to think of my dear life so,

Then I began to write you this letter.

I know you’re wondering as to why? But let me explain before you begin to rip these pages apart.

Allow me to introduce myself

And the reasons for my troubles

Remember that one night when the air was thin, cold and dark? Well, there may be many nights like that for you of course, however

I vividly remember the brutal torture

So let me remind you too.

It was freezing

10 degrees Fahrenheit outside

Dark, gloomy, hallow, and scary. That night a little girl trusted in you taking her home

Keeping her safe and warm

With the promises of words

Mentally challenging her intuition

As she only said yes because you were her friend uncle and her friend was there.

But you played her as a fool and ashamed I she was too

To accept a soda that night

And in return

She lost sight

She lost sight of what you did

To lure her into a trap

She lost sight that night

When She had a panic attack

She lost sight to what was around her

And all She remembered

Was that can soda

And how thirsty She was

How She so badly wanted to reject the offer

But because her poor tiny throat needed water

After singing at a church function

She was taken to an abandoned home

Raped

Beaten and brutally burned

All because She accepted your soda Mr.

She was taught as a child to deny the things a stranger hands her

But her friend is your niece and She looked at you like an Uncle

I guess that’s what it was

She just trusted the wrong person

You allowed that night to Ruin her life

At 12 years old

She lost her sight

She lost her peace

She lost sleep

She lost hope and faith and everything in between

She lost herself

Because She was thirsty

She blamed you for years

She blamed herself too

But inside

She knew somewhere

Somehow

She’d muster up the courage

And pull up her big girls socks

Put her hair back and shoulders straight

Letting her emotions flow through these written pages

She prayed She break you

Deep within

She prayed you suffer like She did

She prayed many nights and asked God to take her life

Because all along

She felt it was her fault

And deep down She knew somewhere she was not wrong

Twenty years later

She is still happy

To know that She has over come obstacles

More than many

Because what you’ve done

Has made her stronger

What you caused

Went from a disaster to helping many others

Saving lives from men like you

Guiding young girls to never make the same mistake she did

When she trusted someone like you

Your pain will soon come

And God knows it will

When thunder and lightning falls upon your head

She pray you don’t just crumble and vanish into thin air

She pray that you suffer until you’re dead

These were words she repeated in her head

Many gloomy days

And dark lonely nights

She prayed

Oh

She prayed for your death to be by her hands

She prayed like She would when God gives a command

But instead She found inner peace

And prayed otherwise

She asked God that he never takes your life

She prayed that you remember each day that you live

The screams which echoed for you to stop

The limp twelve year old child who bled heavily after you ripped her apart with your disgusting old Penis

She pray you remember it like it was yesterday

Each and every waking day

She pray you beg God to forgive you on bended knees

With tears stained cheeks

For hours at a time

And She pray

You have nightmares like She did too

Cold sweats

Lost thoughts

And impossible relationships where trust is an issue

She pray you suffer by the memories of the torture you’ve caused against a child

Today She stand as a woman with battle scars stronger than ever

Braver than one can be

Written with tears

Stained with blood

Finally after twenty long years

She can say

Enough is enough

She is now forever Free!

Damn you Mr.!

Words can kill

I stand

I stand up for women’s rights

I stand up against taking lives

I stand up against abortions

I stand up against bullies

I stand up against those who speak against those I love or me

I stand up for those who are weak

I stand up for children who grew up lost in the streets

I stand up against animal cruelty

I stand up for love and loyalty

I stand

Because I have my mouth which I use to speak

I use words that holds power

Like a double edge sword

Rub me the wrong way

And I would slice away at your tower

Breaking every inner sensation that’s embedded into your soul

Ripping through those soar muscles

And leaving you cold

Cold I maybe

Heartless many may speak of me

But truth be told

There are words in which can hurt

Hitting harder than any bullet

Crippling one in an instant minute

Leaving you paralyzed

Body frozen, Tongue tied, Jaws open

In disbelief

Words hit harder than they seem when spoken from the opposite opponent

Against your dignity

So when I said please don’t disrespect me

Don’t do it

Because I would leave you speechless

Emotionless

And lonely

Walking away with a smile on my face

To know that my words I speak

Left you feeling like a disgrace

Remember when one finger points at me

Three points back at you!

And this is that time

Where I relax and unwind

Lost in my tranquility

Leaving your words buried beneath my feet

As I sit on my throne shitting on your world!

Don’t ever mess with my Regality

I am that Queen and I crown myself

For the method of my madness is

Words 🤣

And some fists that can back that up too 😂

Just kidding

Hope you enjoyed ❤️😘

Man on a robot

Man on a robot

Untouchable

Undeniable

Unmeasurable

Feeling inside

The way the soft winds caresses his face

As I glimpse his posture through the sides of my eyes

Gives me a chilling sensation up and down my spine

The way sunlight bounces off his pupil

Illuminating his path

Creating an invigorating feeling deep inside

As I watch him flow with the winds

As his feet is on air

He spreads his arms open wide

As he reaches for the stars at night

Soaring like an eagle in the sky

I see his soul soars high

As he flows with the air

A man he is that loves a dare

Each motion, each vibration, falls in seamless

As he balances his feet so he does with his life

Stability and strength

I see ahead

The path is clear and at the end there’s light

He shows me visions of a feeling so real

Takes me beyond imagination

Giving me a feeling of completion

I watch his shoulder as he swiftly maneuvers

In and out

Dodging cars and pedestrians on his route

He carries it in hands when not in use

And takes pride in his work and any adjustments that he do

Creating beauty with colors so daring

Opening the eyes of those to a brighter feeling

Placing lights

Modifying parts

A man with his robot

He loves with his heart

I watch as others stand in awe

As my man zooms past them with his one wheel robot

Which he adores

It’s a great feeling like no other

I can’t being to imagine how he feels after I see what his face shows clearly

A man and his best friend

Robot 🤖

This is Life

This is life

What we see convinces our eyes

What we hear are sometime truth or lies

Not everyone is loyal

Not everyone can live

There are many who resist an opportunity when it presents itself

This is life

What we feel no one feels

What we need no one sees

What we crave no one knows

Life is a story

yet to be told

This is life

A journey ahead

Gains and strife

This is life

It is the life which many will become

And evolve

Some will awake to a rising sun

Some will bury with the pain or with love for someone

Some will burn to ashes in beggar or fame

Some will live on again and again

Some have beliefs of heaven and hell

This is the world we live in

This is life

Some may struggle

Some may not

Some may starve

Some may not

This is life

The question is

“What do you do with that time?”

You create your path to inspire and encourage or would you create your path to destruction

That choice is yours!

By Darshini Devi Ramsaran

04/02/2018

Little girl in the Rain

Little girl in the rain

As her reflection bounces back to the pupils of her eyes

From the puddle of water below her feet

Her fragile body bruised and in pain

Her knees weak

Her body limp

Her head lowered with tears in her eyes

As she cries out loud

But No one hears

I see her from a distant

As I watched with disbelief

Little girl in the rain

Stomach growling

In search of her next meal

I reached out to her

To Give her words of advice

In hopes of helping to change someone else’s life

Or even giving them the chance to move forward past the pain

Creating new memories

And with strength she gains

Little girl in the rain

I humbly asked you

Try the best you can and wash away your stains

Pick up your pieces and put them back together again

Little girl in the rain

She stared at me

Uttering words

With uncertainty

She nodded her head

Then looked at me and said

“I know!”

Each time I tried

Those were her words

Little girl in the rain

I broke down in tears

Watching her as she swayed from side to side

As a drunken wobble person in the dark late night

To see an beautiful angel standing in front of my eyes and my help she denies

Little girl in the rain

I pray you find your light

Inside of me

I will continue to try

It breaks my heart in two

But I promise I will try my best to help

With the simplest words of advice

And

Not just that

I will try to lift your spirits high

Encouraging you to do better with your life

Giving you compliments

As others defame your character as a child

I have faith

And in God I pray for the

Little girl in the rain

By Darshini Devi Ramsaran

04/02/2018

I Write ❤️

I write with a passion

All within me

Deep intellectual conversations written into poetic form

Creating an illusion

Adorning the mind

Taking you on a roller coaster ride

Sometimes up, sometimes down

I write with a mind filled of invigorating thoughts

The imagination I create is magical in every aspect

It is a way to control the mind and force emotions upon an individual

Bringing out things deep within the reader

Some may have experienced

Some may be curious

Some may cry

Some may smile

Some may laugh

But through it all

Words written with power in the hands which holds that pen

Seizing time and taking control

Of the eyes which glides across the written words on the white blue lined pages

I write because it frees my soul from the negativity

Causing life to replay over and over like a melody stuck in ones head

Words used to describe an emotion

Creating a beautiful connection

To the hearts and souls

Those young and old

Through life or death

These words must be heard

I write with dignity and pride

With love and joy

Sometimes tears in my eyes

I write to let the world know

That knowledge must be shared

It costs nothing to share

but in everything you have gained

Much more wisdom

Much more of life

Much more pain

Much more strife

Because in life there are battles in which we must face

Because without sunshine

There’d be no rain

Without water trees could not grow

Without love there’d be no hate

One hand washes another

And love leads to fate

I write because

One road leads to destinations

In which paths one must choose

The question is

Right path or wrong path

Which one would you choose?

I write to share the pains of another

And expressed emotion

The joy of life

The beauty of family

The love of a friend

The marriages of many

The concrete cell walls

The man on the bike

The woman in the rain

The rape at 12

The world which will one Day end

Etc…

it’s never always about me!

I write of other situations

And many more other stories

I write with anger

I write with fear

I write with drama

And I write with tears

I write each day

To remind myself

That I am worthy of more than I think

I write to let go of built up anger

I write to control that mind when it triggers

I write this journey

With strength and dedication

To bring me out of any dark situation

I write to free my mind

I write to free my soul

By Darshini Devi Ramsaran

04/02/2018