What are these eyes for,
When you are not in there?
What’s this heart for,
When it’s not entangled?
What’s use of ears
When for sweet melodies, do i whine
What’s this world for,
When you are not mine?
Passion,intensity,dream , happiness ,do come in another life,
This life, it’s me and her memories only….
….and i kept sitting there , hoping you will turn back , come to me , and will keep your promise,
But you went away , not just you from that place , but me from your heart….
Heart ,softened by the ointment of Love,
Dagger of memories is working just fabulous on it.
When found true, love is immortal drink of happiness,
Paradise on earth, with apparition of a joyous ambience,
Each day becomes worthier than a life without love,
A life another in the same life, as you are reborn.
A blessing for good million deeds of your previous life,
An abstract catalyzer by which bliss of life is catalyzed,
Once touched by its fragrance , Soul gets purified
And vices from mind is completely wiped.
Love is more delightful when you show it rather than say it…
My Love is the most amazing thing ever made by God,
More beautiful she is, than Mona Lisa’s picture;
Her Voice, sweeter than any melody ever played,
So sweet that, “I’m feeling envious”, a nightingale said.
Radiances from her eyes has melted frozen love in my heart,
Her vividness has persuaded me,for a fresh new start;
And ,now I’m so deeply in love with her,that
I’m breathing love, instead of air.