Tag: love

My love for you!

My love for you!

I know I am good with words,
But all of them are for you.
Without you,
They have no meaning to add to,
And they remain dry like a desert,
As my life is without you.

I know I reach my best expressions,
But all of that to express my love for you.
Without you,
I am a shallow view,
For they will never be beautiful,
Without my love for you.

I know I live in solitude,
So that I can always think of you.
Without you,
I will have nothing to do,
And this love is the reason why I live
As I will cease to exist without you.

I dont know if its right or wrong,
The only question being you.
Without you,
The moments dont appear to be true,
So, will you be mine, my beloved,
With all my love for you?

 

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The Photograph

Its been long since this was taken.
It will always be long from that moment.
It has been still and unshaken,
With time passing  never losing its scent.

The paper which was blank once,
Has colours of life from the past;
Smiles, joy and other feelings in tons,
All captured in a moment very fast.

It is reminiscence of the old time;
Of those days, of those years sublime,
Its not just one moment in prime,
But linked are other memories chime.

Its been long since this was taken.
It will always be long from that moment;
The photograph in the  hand still maiden,
Though old and faded yet without a dent.

She – In My Memories !

The light of the evening was falling on my face,

I could only remember her smile though a trace,

My eyes shone bright with a slow pace,

She was living in my memory, after death was the case.

I cherished her in the setting sun,

Those beautiful evenings spent together – the best one,

All I could do was hear her, as she spoke words weighing ton,

Which brought love in my life, yet replaced by none.

Those last words she said, before she died,

All bring tears in my eyes, leaving me alone and tongue tied,

But then I smiled as I even feel her now in the wind stride,

And feel auspicious as she happened to me, and life seemed the best ride.

What I see in the setting sun, is the spring kiss,

That she kept on my cheek, that I still miss

And after all this time,

It’s her with me, my life’s only bliss !

When it feels to love you !

When it feels to love you,
I just want to look into your eyes,
And say, I love your kiss,
The moments you miss,
The smile you hold,
After your every story told,
I just want to hear you,
With the words pounding over,
With martini in the drawer,
Nothing is more of addiction than to behold you,
I just want to say that I will always love you.

When it feels to love you,
I just want to know you,
Every bit of your thought,
Something that’s still untold,
So that I can nod on whatever you say,
Though I understand or not (in the heavens may),
I just want to listen you,
Whether or not you love a song,
But everything that’s out of you,
Its like its only mine to listen to,
and as always to listen again and again,
To hear from you, that you will always love me,
With the inherent tame.

When it feels to love you ,
I just want to hold your hand,
Rub my thumb over the back of your palm,
And say something that makes you feel deeply,
The other moment makes you laugh badly,
But remains etched for our love in your memory,
I just want to tell you,
That you arent only the best thing happened to me,
But a thing that my words are left unexpressed might be,
but still tell you those words,
That are yours to remember.

When it feels to love you,
I just feel that you could be in front of me,
As i keep staring at your photograph network bee,
And could do what I want to do,
And have the feeling of not being able to do,
When you are standing in front of me,
And gather courage from a source eternity,
That I LOVE THEE.

The Worshipper

He praised her like the greatest,

Had her wishes filled to the fullest,

Never allowed to drop a tear out of sorrow even a slightest,

And had in his heart given the place reserved for the best.

Everyday he bought her the flowers,

Gave all comfort with all the toil he could have in wonders,

He respected her in each and every form of life’s colors,

And bowed to her for the only one thing that she had offered.

When asked him what was so special about her ?

Why in cold nothing for himself but for her all the woolen fur,

What blinded him for her which was no different from other,

Why so love and affection which never with time wither ?

He answered them all at once,

With a single word shut up their guns,

And left all of them to the astonished stuns,

That I worship my life, that’s what everyone does”.

”In the midst of heavy rain and the growling thunder,

In front of the mighty flood I was only a slender,

And she was the one who had lost her son in the age tender,

In the same flood which had left all in horrified wonder !

At that time I was abandoned alone by the force of nature,

Had lost everyone and was the week scavenger,

And almost after more than hour,

I fainted and fell on the ground like the dead creature.

She was the one who gathered the strength from the grief saddened,

She was the one who came for this fatefully orphaned,

And picked me up and walked for routes now lengthened,

In the midst of the rain and the flood strengthened.

After hours of walking she left me to the care,

And at the hospital doorstep she fainted there,

And when I woke I was the one alive of few after the trauma fun fair,

Thanks to the lady who was now on the wheel chair ! ”

Tears had rolled from the eyes of listeners,

This was a story never told in human manners,

There were left no questionnaires,

As they saw the boy serving the old lassie.

He took of her the utmost care,

Both combined by fate for which they paid a heavy fare,

But now it guided them in the ways fair,

He kept on worshipping the old lady on the wheel chair !!