How easily you adapted to play with the missing notes in the string of altruism
How quickly you chilled and persisted even under venomous attacks of nihilism
I am proud of you, my dear.
Your readiness to cope with the damaging shots in life, makes me venerate you
Feel pity on those senseless creeps trying to upset you, as they will fail for sure
I am proud of you, my mind.
My curtains blowing on a windy day
Rising up like a flying cage of honey
Sniffing and snuffling in between
Climbing on the walls to feel the crown
With my eyes closed, ears wide open,
I just sauntered into that flying cage
Now I can see and hear you whistling
You are humming for me and me alone,
While your hands are holding me sweetly
And making me feel your warm touch.
Something haunting her
From the bottom of heart
She is so restive that she
Can’t bear this anymore.
Among the various whys
Strained to find the best fit
Nothing in step with her pain
She is drowned in deep love.
Her soul is burning to no end
No one can pacify her heart’s fuss
All she wants is to be with him,
With regular doses of hugs n kisses.
She just wanna lie on the bed
With her hands resting on his chest
Her days are nowhere to be found
When the cuddling nights are far-off
She is stuck in past, lost in thoughts
Thru the evokes of tangled fingers
She just needs to be held in his arms
In the tranquil hour of night, forever.
The power of his eyes
The magic of his fingers
The naughtiness of the all
In him make her so hooked
And inseparable from him.
She will never forget how much you love her,
Caress n coddle her and the way you drive her wild.
And she will never forget if she ever caught you,
As the more intense she is, the less likely to forget.
