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Shazira

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joined on 04/05/08
last updated 05/11/08
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Kali in Blue

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Journey Home

I have been
In such a darkness
No light shines there
I find myself
Face to face
With Kali

She smiles sweetly
If not a little fiercely
And calls me to her

She lets me drink
A tea
Of bitterness
It only takes a sip
And I am
In Her spell

Next, I am invited
To dance
And dance we do
For hours
That turn into days

She dances so gracefully
Breasts and hips
Tantalizing
Mesmerizing
Consuming
And I am Hers

Soon the darkness
Begins to feel comforting
Even safe
And Her words
Become Truth
I am Her eager slave
And She
My glorious Master
And the destruction
Slowly begins


She convinces me
That Love
Is a lie
That the Sun which lies
Beyond the cave
Is a threat
Even a Myth
It doesn’t really exist

And so I listen
And watch her soft lips
Move so erotically
The words
Merely bedtime stories
And I fall deeper
Into the Dream

She keeps talking
Even as I sleep
She tells me that
Love is frightful
It will only lead
To suffering
And She summons me
To build walls
That will protect me
From its dangers
And She advises me
To alienate those
That would poison my mind
With such ideas

She is so beautiful
So strong
So wise
I gladly listen
To her counsel
And so we become Lovers
Lovers of destruction
Alienation
Separation

Finally, one morning
A lone ray of light
Pierces the darkness of the Cave
Having made its way
Through the nooks and crannies
Of hard rock

It strikes my face
Whispering of the world outside
Of those
I have left behind
My heart hears
A distant song
One of sweetness
Blue skies
Of hands touching softly

And so I sneak away
While She is sleeping
Still drunk
From last night’s orgy
And I feel my way
Through the darkness
Touching the cold stone
So cold it hurts my hands

But I use the Ray of Light
To guide me
And through my Heart
I stumble to the
Cave’s opening
And the light of the Sun
It blinds me

At first I cannot see
My true Love
Standing there
But He calls to me
And I am guided
By the gentleness
Of His voice
And soon
Eyes overflowing
I am in His arms.

Zannarose--2005

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The Erotic Self

Part of how I express myself is through my erotic images. I believe a huge part of the awakening of humanity to our divine selves is through the healing of our sexuality. Finding the sacredness in this part of ourselves, and learning to use these energies for enlightenment is part of my mission in this life. We are sexual beings, and our sexuality serves us in ways far beyond procreation and immediate gratification. My photo album includes erotic images which are visible to my friends only. If I add you as a friend, please be aware that these kinds of images may appear on your homepage!

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Female
Age
49
Location
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Shakti's Prayer to Shiva

Love

My breast trembles
With whispers
Of fierce pleasure

Caress me softly
Tease this torrent
Of desire

Penetrate
my perfect place
With your Fire!

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ONE SUNRISE
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One SunRise

One Sunrise
Bright
And vibrant
The meeting of flesh
And the blending of souls

I open my eyes
A symphony of brilliance greets my sleepiness
As your essence permeates
every corner
of my being

One Morning
Frolicking passion
gentle
Yet primal
And our dance begins
Like splashes of color
upon the canvas
Of our enraptured hearts

Glorious Day
Playful
Touching
Sweetness
A joyous Day

My legs
Are watery fibrous flowers
Opening deeper with our every breath
Your arms
Like the sea
Hold me
As I blossom
In the warmth
Of your sunlight

The test of tears are your eyes
As they drink of my beauty
While filling my cup with colored wine

This is the magic of Love
by day
The Dawning of
The Beloved us
By the radiant light
of the One

One Sunrise

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Inner Dimensions

Yesterday I saw an amazing thing.

I was driving to work, and there was a woman walking down the street. Now, at first glance, she seemed like a very average woman. She wasn't particularly well dressed. She was wearing a long sleeve knit top, and a skirt that was well below Her knees. Her figure was very average as well...pretty light curves...average weight. And Her face was pretty...but not one that would grab your attention right away. She was really just very average.

And yet... read more
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