Chocolate

Chocolate
Aren't the piece of chocolate
Suppose to sweeten cheerless mood
The darker is definitely better for the melancholy
The instant panacea curing the ill feelings
In the minute it melt heavenly in mouth
If all would be as simple as it sounds
I'd eat dark chocolate by kilos every day
At point when the occasion strike with hammer's blow
Just pop in , reaching to forbidden kitchen drawer
Not working , I can attest to fact
A little only while munching the desert
The sadness needs something stronger than sugar treat
The shot of hug , the cocktail of kisses with a cherry on the top
by Margaret Gudkov

Like water for the chocolate

Like water for the chocolate

You are arising pulse of my body
Hot scalding milk coming to the top

I am melting under your skillful tongue

Foaming with bubbles when liquid touching the throat

You are my medicine, my elixir vitae
Breathing the strength into those frail lungs
Grabbing my lips with speed of hurricane
Sucking the juices out, going for more...much more
Ohh, make me moan , reaching out for the Cupid cove
Playing the piano on the opening

You pouring water for my thirsty body
To inhale aroma of the ancient drink prepared with love
We savoring together sip by sip from one giant mug
Taking us to time of Aztecs , speaking the unknown language
No, not true, the language was inside in dormant state
Now awaken for two lovers to exchange the knowledge

by Margaret Gudkov

Is what i feel is love

Is what i feel is love 

Or i mistaken it for the attachment
The substitute for lonely woman heart
Who is afraid to hear the silence of the night
Yearning for warm body next to her for consolation

There nothing better than the body heat
Giving the easement to the wired nerves
Relaxing every bit , the particles of tiredness
Wiping the dust of aggravation on the face
The pillow is not alternative for it

I hope to reconnect my feelings
To understand the actuality of it
What do I feel , how should I proceed
Some sorting out in the urgent need
The love or the affectionate connection,longing to be touched
Adored, listening to the bouquet of compliments
The passion or what else...

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Kamu Art

Embroidery majestic floridness

Embroidery majestic floridness

Embroidery majestic floridness
Fait accompli to Chinese silk light beauty
The song to craftsmanship manifestation
To hands creating miracle equal to nature's

The woman's body harboring inside
Caressed lovingly by fabric soft murmuring
Her curves seeking barely zoetic touch
Celestial breath, mere whisper over skin

She wiggles in the silk embrace
The thighs rubbing in delicious tasting
Bringing desire up a notch while laying on the sheets
The sumptuous sheets seen verboten romps
That children cannot set the eyes on

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Evan Wilson

I am longing to be as free as butterfly

I am longing....

I am longing to be as free as butterfly
Not obligated sit on just one specific flower
Flying without any preordained thought
Adorning sky with multitude of tones
I'd relish nectar on the petals mixed into morning dew
Rest awhile and glide anew till other leaves and blooms
Catch my heart's compass, beckoning to reach out

I'd link amorphous connection, enjoying company
Afterwards saying goodbye , keeping the memory inside
To the untouched destinations, full of exotic stories
How light-weighted you might say, not serious about life
On contrary , I am filled with curiosity limitless horizon
Why bound yourself to same routine
When world present the opportunities abound
Be like butterfly or bird , not chained to the perimeter of space
But going places to partake in role , assigned from birth

by Margaret Gudkov

When sadness grip me in the metal shield

When sadness

When sadness grip me in the metal shield
You sing for me the serenade of love
Take in the tight embrace and hold without moving inch
Soothing the pain , accumulated in long run
Do not let go or i 'll fall apart like wet paper
Assurance of your body next to mine
Would calm anxiety tremors shaking innards
Sing, sing for me , don't stop if for catching breath only
In low voice that special music on the foreign language
You sang first time we met , first time we touched

There something astral in it , pacifying senses
The seraphic connection sent by spirits above
I feel the sadness melting into nothing
Hope shyly entering into ajar door
You fanning me with peaceful air
Susurrating words , spreading on the heart
It takes one loving , caring soul read another
You done it in the manner of true love

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Lucia Coghetto

Teri Nafrat Mein Woh Dum Nahi Jo Teri Chahat Ko Mita De

Teri Nafrat Mein Woh Dum Nahi Jo Teri Chahat Ko Mita De
Meri Chahat Ka Samandar Teri Soch Se Bhi Ghera Hai !!!!!

Phir Youn Hua Ke Rastey Yakja Na Ho Sakey

Phir Youn Hua Ke Rastey Yakja Na Ho Sakey
Woh Bhi Ana Parast Tha Mein Bhi Ana Parast !!!!!

Mohabbat Mein Inteha Dard Ki Shayad Tu Ne Dekhi Nahi

Mohabbat Mein Inteha Dard Ki Shayad Tu Ne Dekhi Nahi
Arey Nadaan Rasm E Ishq Mein Rona Jaiz Nahi Hota !!!!!

Pyar, Mohabbat, Naz, Nakhre

Pyar, Mohabbat, Naz, Nakhre, Satana, Rulana, Manana, Sar Aankhon Pe Magar
Khudara Mohabbat Mein Shamil Koi Teesra Na Ho !!!!!

Bhool Jana, Bhula Dena, Faqat Weham Hi To Hai

Bhool Jana, Bhula Dena, Faqat Weham Hi To Hai
Dilon Se Kab Nikalte Hein Mohabbat Jin Se Hojaye !!!!!

Daad Dete Hein Hum Tumhare Nazar Andaaz Karne Ke Hunar Ko

Daad Dete Hein Hum Tumhare Nazar Andaaz Karne Ke Hunar Ko
Jis Ne Bhi Seekhaya........ Ustaad Kamal Ka Tha !!!!!

Yeh Aarzu Nahi Ke Kisi Ko Satayein Hum

Yeh Aarzu Nahi Ke Kisi Ko Satayein Hum
Na Tamanna Ke Kisi Ko Rulayein Hum
Per Yeh Dua Hai Humari Is RAB Se
Jis Ko Jitna Yaad Karein Us Ko Utna Yaad Aayein Hum !!!!!

Mohabbat Bandagi Hai Is Mein Tan Ka Qarb Mat Maango

Mohabbat Bandagi Hai Is Mein Tan Ka Qarb Mat Maango
Jisse Chu Liya Jaye Usse Poocha Nahi Karte !!!!!

Mohabbat Mein Judai Ka Koi Mausam Nahi Hota

Mohabbat Mein Judai Ka Koi Mausam Nahi Hota
Mohabbat Karne Wale To Humesha Saath Rehte Hein !!!!!

Izhaar E Mohabbat Pe Ajab Haal Tha Un Ka

Izhaar E Mohabbat Pe Ajab Haal Tha Un Ka
Aankhein To Raza Mand Thi Lab Soch Rahe They !!!!!

Itna Qareeb Aa Ke Jee Bhar Ke Dekh Loon

Itna Qareeb Aa Ke Jee Bhar Ke Dekh Loon
Phir Milo To Shayad Yeh Zauq E Nazar Na Ho
Mumkin Hai Ke Tarteeb E Waqt Mein Woh Lamha Aaye
Dastak Ko Tera Haath Uthey Aur Mera Dar Na Ho !!!!!

Jab Mein Dooba To Samandar Ko Bhi Hairat Hui

Jab Mein Dooba To Samandar Ko Bhi Hairat Hui
Ajab Shakhs Hai Kisi Ko Pukaarta Hi Nahi !!!!!

Ishq Ki Nagri Mein Maufi Nahi Kisi Ko Bhi

Ishq Ki Nagri Mein Maufi Nahi Kisi Ko Bhi
Ishq Umar Nahi Dekhta Bas Ujaar Deta Hai !!!!!

Ya Malik Apni Adalat Mein Meri Humesha Zamanat Rakhna

Ya Malik Apni Adalat Mein Meri Humesha Zamanat Rakhna
Mein Rahon Ya Na Hoon, Mere Chahne Walon Ko Salamat Rakhna !!!!!

Jo Shakhs Kasrat Se Zikar E Elahi Karta Hai

Jo Shakhs Kasrat Se Zikar E Elahi Karta Hai
ALLAH TALAH Usse Apna Mehboob Bana Leta Hai !!!!!

Life floating

Life floating 

Sipping through the holes of time
It moving peacefully, routine of every day
The palms whispering, dropping the coconuts on ground
The ocean splashing emeralds on whiteness
Seems paradise untouched by the war and hate
Till the day military flew on magic machine
Much like the gods millennium or more ago
Ain't they were no gods, but devils sowing fear
Putting the fire on the poverty belongings
Coming again to chop to pieces only one white man, the teacher
Your world fell apart to myriad of pieces
Anyone dared to see how white man died, speak up
The silence interrupted by your fearless mother
I am God's witness , I seen the devil's deed
She gave her life for you, they chopped her also
That was the moment when you become ashamed of place
The greed reached ugly hand to tiny island
The smiles froze, caught in the net of armed men
You died this day , exchanging last goodbyes with mother
She went to heaven through machete hell
You went to hell , walking the unmindful beach,alive
by Margaret Gudkov

Each story have preambula

Preambula

Each story have preambula
And mine is not exception to the rule
It started probably five hundred years ago or so
Clairvoyant said i was princess in the past , not less
Guess i can laugh now over my blue blood
Washing the floors, while dreaming of vacations in Nice
The dreams like blooms on tree, dying without proper care
My aspirations still alive despite setbacks on way
Ain't fragile flower I am , the burning bush
The story is not over yet
Sometimes I wonder how to progress
Meandering aimlessly on horse without my head
Bringing the chaos in already confused life
Meeting the three wise monkeys on the fork of road
Not helping get the answers , otherwise
So i move on far and beyond
The rider on the chariot of time
by Margaret Gudkov

The inspiration mother of imagination

Inspiration

The inspiration mother of imagination 

Or otherwise, depends from where you begin

Building the images of nonexistent things

Seen in the dreams , chimed through spirits whispers

The castle in the clouds , layers of birthday cake 

With stairs going to the sky to foggy neverland

The carriage taking travelers by rolling road

Under the watchful eye of ticking clock

The crinolines and roses

Fancy fan pushing the wind upward

Propelling the imagination hat toward unseen heights

What lay beneath those dark eyes at this moment

Anything or everything at once 

The flight of fancy does not comply with hypothesis rigid frames

It's an illusion rooted in the mind

by Margaret Gudkov

art by Oleg Turchin

Chord De Tasbeeh Ko Gin Gin Ke Pardhna Iqbal

Chord De Tasbeeh Ko Gin Gin Ke Pardhna Iqbal
Us Se Kia Hisaab Jo Be-Hisaab Deta Hai !!!!!

!!!!! JUMMA MUBARRAK !!!!!

!!!!! JUMMA MUBARRAK !!!!!
Bura Hoon Bhala Hoon Tera Hi Bandah Hoon Ya RAB
Paida Hote Hi Kalma Suna Tha, Marte Waqt Bhi Naseeb Karna (Ameen) !!!!!

Be Maza Sab Ki Baat Lagti Hai

Be Maza Sab Ki Baat Lagti Hai
Din Mein Bhi Mujh Ko Raat Lagti Hai
Meri Takmeel Tum Se Thi Shayad
Tum Bin Na Mukamal Si Zaat Lagti Hai !!!!!

Jalwey To Be Panah They Is Kainaat Mein

Jalwey To Be Panah They Is Kainaat Mein
Yeh Aur Baat Hai Ke Nazar Sirf Tum Pe Ruk Gayi !!!!!

Kaash Koi To Ikhtiyaar Mere Pas Hota

Kaash Koi To Ikhtiyaar Mere Pas Hota
Usse Paney Ka Ya Chupke Se Mar Janey Ka !!!!!

Ab Kahan Tak Mohabbat Nibhaoun Mein

Ab Kahan Tak Mohabbat Nibhaoun Mein
Do Mujh Ko Bad Dua Ke Usse Bhool Jaoun Mein !!!!!

Usse Mohabbat Kahan Thi Bas Dilagi Thi Ay Dil E Nadaan

Usse Mohabbat Kahan Thi Bas Dilagi Thi Ay Dil E Nadaan
Warna Mera Pal Bhar Ka Bichardna Bhi Us Ke Liye Azaab Hota !!!!!

Tere Pairon Taley Jo Aa Rahe Hein

Tere Pairon Taley Jo Aa Rahe Hein
Phool Phooley Nahi Samaa Rahe Hein !!!!!

Suna Hai Woh Dukh Mein Hota Hai To Mujhe Yaad Karta Hai Bohat

Suna Hai Woh Dukh Mein Hota Hai To Mujhe Yaad Karta Hai Bohat
Ab Mein Us Ke Liye Khushi Ki Dua Karon Ya Gham Ki ?????

Hai Phir Mujhe Duaoun Ke Sahare Ki Zarurat

Hai Phir Mujhe Duaoun Ke Sahare Ki Zarurat
Ay Kaash! Mujhe Aj Koi Dil Se Dua De !!!!!

Mujh Se Mat Pooch Ke Kyoun Aankh Jhuka Li Mein Ne

Mujh Se Mat Pooch Ke Kyoun Aankh Jhuka Li Mein Ne
Teri Tasveer Thi Jo Tujh Se Chupali Mein Ne
Jis Pe Likha Tha Ke Tu Mere Muqaddar Mein Nahi
Apne Mathey Ke Woh Tehreer Mita Li Mein Ne !!!!!

Koi Kitna Bhi Haseen Kyoun Na Ho

Koi Kitna Bhi Haseen Kyoun Na Ho
Na Mukamal Zaroor Hota Hai !!!!!

Dooriyaan Bohat Hein

Dooriyaan Bohat Hein
Per Itna Samajh Lo
Pas Reh Kar Hi Koi
Rishta Khaas Nahi Hota
Tum Dil Ke Pas Itne Ho
Ke Door Reh Ke Bhi
Dooriyoun Ka Ehsaas Nahi Hota !!!!!

Kia Phir Se Nahi Ho Sakta? Hum Jaan Mangein Tum Se

Kia Phir Se Nahi Ho Sakta? Hum Jaan Mangein Tum Se
Aur Tum Laga Kar Galey Se Kaho Aur Kuch !!!!!

Woh Marz E Ishq Hi Kia Jis Mein Jaldi Shifa Miley

Woh Marz E Ishq Hi Kia Jis Mein Jaldi Shifa Miley
Kon Mangey Ga Khushiyoun Ki Dua Jis Ko Dard Mein KHUDA Miley !!!!!

Woh Marz E Ishq Hi Kia Jis Mein Jaldi Shifa Miley

Woh Marz E Ishq Hi Kia Jis Mein Jaldi Shifa Miley
Kon Mangey Ga Khushiyoun Ki Dua Jis Ko Dard Mein KHUDA Miley !!!!!

Jis Ko Tum Chaho Woh Mohabbat

Jis Ko Tum Chaho Woh Mohabbat
Jo Tumhein Chahey Us Ka Kia
Jis Ke Liye Tum Roye Woh Mohabbat
Jo Tumhare Liye Roye Us Ka Kia
Jis Ke Liye Tum Tarpey Wo Mohabbat
Jo Tumhare Liye Tarpa Us Ka Kia
Jis Ko Tum Chaha Woh Tum Ko Miley
Aur Jis Ko Tum Na Miley Us Ka Kia ?????

You dominate my thoughts

You dominate my thoughts

You dominate my thoughts
Transmogrifying flow of the brain
The smile playfully appear when the image pass
Us laying on the grass , counting the stars
Interrupted by the sneaking kiss in the unusual places

I love the notion of myself smiling de novo
Even if only from your presence, idea of you existing in the world
It gives me boost to start the day , be most creative
Write like i never wrote before, toying with a words
You know it gives me pleasure shuffling them
Mixing in the combinations, the earthy feeling
Almost sensual pleasure to pen the feelings for you
Drawing the scenes of us making love whenever
Predicting it will be next time in real

You play first fiddle , leading on
Not in the bad way , not S&M adorned in pain
Affection reign from instrument your hands extracting notes
The composition called "the love theme for beloved angel"

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Alexander Shubin

Thirst

Thirst
The thirst, unbearable , all consuming thirst
For love to wrap her wings around you
Cushioning the heart in caring sentiment
Bringing up the things which existence was unknown
I yen for your arrival , for the shoulder to rely on
I had experiences plenty, isn't it enough
The elevator took me up and down , mostly down
Scars running wide in different directions
Yet thirst remain ,not letting go
Fake, falseness been a part
I thought , i made mistake to perceive it's realness there
False start ,the run canceled for the runners drugged on high hopes
Choking in tears that it came to nothing after months preparation
Who is guilty question is irrelevant, French say c'est la vie
You cannot be more precise than that
by Margaret Gudkov
art by Violetta Radkova

Sex for sale

Sex for sale

Who am I to judge the famous courtesans
Concubines, red light district night butterflies
Selling the only thing that nature gave them freely
Exchanging carnal knowledge for the daily bread
The flesh was always on demand for concupiscent men
Seeking the pleasure behind the closed doors

I am not an expert to go into casuistic dogmas
Exploring the morality aspect, the sin or not
The sin for me to see the child begging on the street
The pregnant woman , abandoned by man trying to survive
Widow , single mother not having other way to earn
Using the asset belonging solely to her

If pushed to the wall I'd do it without hesitation
Not caring what the friends say in return
My shoes are tight for them to wear it
Me only know how hard to walk without burning feet
Banana dance a la Josephine to please no problem
If she could perform in front of public , blocking the shame
I applaud her , Helen of Troy for putting body on the showcase
For the sake of husband, it did not demeaned her
Instead raising on the higher pedestal

No judging, no inspecting the behavior
Weighting the aspects of guilt society imprinted
The sex for sale came to modern times from times of Jesus
Who trying to eradicate are guilty themselves, screaming loudly
Often doing otherwise when darkness fall

by Margaret Gudkov

Water dedicated to all widows of India many still live

Water
dedicated to all widows of India many still live
in complete misery according to Holy books written 2000 years ago

Reflection of the water in her eyes
Of pain, of hopeless love ,of wasted life
The sacred Ganges absorbing everything at once
Washing away the thoughts, taking the last breath

What was her fault to be degraded for such survival
The widow have no rights , no privileges , she is shadow
Confined to the misery of house for such women
The Holly texts proclaiming grief for them till end of days

She tried to find the joy, remembering not her wedding
The child bride decked like a doll , stuffing the face with sweets
Toy in the hands of man who could be her grandfather
Dying promptly, leaving the misery and tears

The lotus flower amidst the filth surrounding
Somehow unblemished by contaminated waters
Blooming , dazzling with the colors while human refuse passing
She tried to escape but failed entering the sacred Ganges

by Margaret Gudkov

I am your woman

I am your woman

I aspire to be the rain drops on the leaves
Lovingly soaking the pores thirsty after long dry spell
Going inside the stems to nourish vital parts
Helping to grow , flourish into wonderful formation
As I would do the same for you , sustaining
Fostering infatuation gentle drifting

I'll give you love,pouring the buckets of it
Gathered inside myself , just give me chance
Convert into the flower in your hand
Undressed by the touch, the gaze boldness
Unashamed to give the nakedness to satisfy the pleasure's bondage, for you to unlace the last remaining obstacles
On the corset squeezing mind before
I'll be the cloud you can rest if the rain drops
Prove too much to handle or singing bird
Delighting ears with music gossamer confections
I am your woman

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Mariska Karto

I wish,i wish

I wish,i wish

As days sneak on unsuspected mind
Galloping faster then one wanted
You start to recognize important things
Sorting the superficiality to rubbish

In the end what left is the small portion
The older you get the less you need to get by
The meaning of what thought before essential
Appearing meaningless in light of the experience
The silly stuff you cared now making chuckle

I wish, i wish, the wishful thinking paying visit
Stop the regrets , the useless waste of time
What was will not comeback , you have to get by
The people left, the people traveled far away
The youngster running through strawberry fields
Counting the waves with the pendulum precision licking shore
Gone , everything is yellow , crumbling pages
You see the relevance , love, kindness, the companionship
The laughter, ability to walk and do things for yourself
The rest is irrelevant , collecting dust in corner

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Elena Ezerskaya

Seduction games

Seduction games

I do not claim to be an expert in seduction

The games used to played in the harem steamy rooms

Much too complicated, draped in exotic stigma

Smelling of opium and lewd , horny men

Yet I know enough to please you

Enveloping in aura of the salacious dreams

Exploring the positions yogi would applaud

While the Cheshire cat's grin impressed on your face

The sly, mysterious with the tint of magic mushroom

Telling me I'm doing something right, seducing you my way

The temptress spirit bring the animal in you

Moaning , begging not to stop the prey wild chase

Just in this case the prey is me , longing to be caught

Saddled upon , squeezed in emotions wave

Later , the beast in you would calm , sated

Laying beside me in exhaustion thereon ..spent candle

by Margaret Gudkov

art by Corinne Lewis

Woh Khamosh Hi Raha Aur Hum Muntazir E Guftagoo

Woh Khamosh Hi Raha Aur Hum Muntazir E Guftagoo
Ke Kabhi Woh Bhi Kahe Ke Tumhare Bin Aaj Ka Din Bohat Udaas Guzra !!!!!

Youn Kehne Ko To Hum Barey Khush Mizaaj Hein Mohsin

Youn Kehne Ko To Hum Barey Khush Mizaaj Hein Mohsin
Rula Deti Hai Kisi Ke Pyar Ki Hasrat Kabhi Kabhi !!!!!