as the warmth of the morning
coaxes me out of sleep
i can hear her soft stepping
ushering love, fathomlessly deep
she speaks,
she speaks ever so gently,
yet her words never go unheard
for who can disregard an angel
or a timid chirping of a bird
theres a fragrance that surrounds her
like a blanket of wild flower petals
an aroma that spreads life all around her
and one wiff send me to a dizzy ecstacy
a smell that lingers forever.
her caressing touch is golden
unlike the richest silk i have felt
with tenderness of a new leaf,
or of a mother's love,
with warmth that would have any heart melt
theres an enigma to her whole being
with such simplicity in thought and action
yet the grandness too, is never concealed
its something u couldn't get without seeing.
you ask me how she looks
i say, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder"
and since i have no eyes
there is no one place where her beauty lies
for me her beauty isn't confined
its imagined perfection in my mind.
eternal.
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i like this one :)
5 comments:
i don think i am capable enough to comment on such a gr8 creation.
only thing i can say is i take pride in being the first to post a comment ( if this can be considered one)
sam, this one's directly from my heart.....
U R THE DUDE
i like this one too man.. you are getting better mate. Cheers.
If you ask me, this one's definitely your best so far!
Good Good Good!!! keep writing
@ gaurav
abe dude ke bachhe please refrain frm drooling in the class specially on me :D
@ pg
did you watch "this is england" yet?
@aab
well yeah maybe..
i like this one in an intellectual way....
but i have felt more writing some of the other poems than i've felt writing this..
thnx alot. :)
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