You caressed my cheeks, with a soft warm ray, To fill in your absence, you got me seven seasons to play. You asked first showers, to wash off my past, You created thousand fragrances for me, which will always & forever last. You got the 26 alphabets, to prove Love is just not a four lettered word, You brought the delicate blossoms, just to lie down over sword. You got the moon & stars, to create the ambience of togetherness in wreath, You got the silent whispers of Love, to promise me companionship even after death. -Anil A.P. (26/3/11)
Monday, 28 March 2011
Love, Indeed!
You caressed my cheeks, with a soft warm ray, To fill in your absence, you got me seven seasons to play. You asked first showers, to wash off my past, You created thousand fragrances for me, which will always & forever last. You got the 26 alphabets, to prove Love is just not a four lettered word, You brought the delicate blossoms, just to lie down over sword. You got the moon & stars, to create the ambience of togetherness in wreath, You got the silent whispers of Love, to promise me companionship even after death. -Anil A.P. (26/3/11)
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