How Beautiful Is She!
[This rhyme is quite old, was penned on 6/8/13. Wrote this a day before Promises To Keep. A pretty silly, romantic and long! Umm!]
How beautiful is she!
Like splendid monsoon coupled
with a cup of tea.
Her locks are moving down my face,
Like sea breeze moving in haste.
Her eyes are deep that they pull me in,
Whirling the gyroscope of love, into a spin.
Her locks are moving down my face,
Like sea breeze moving in haste.
Her eyes are deep that they pull me in,
Whirling the gyroscope of love, into a spin.
She's gorgeous in her pink top,
My eyes are not blinking and my heartbeat stopped.
She makes me lay in her lap,
With more intimacy and little
gap.
She flickers her fingers
through my hair,
Staring at me with a desperate
glare.
Her eyes enchant the story of
bliss,
Tempting me to plant on her
forehead, a lovely kiss.
She wants me to say something
fair,
I responded- I'll be there; to
keep you happy is all I care.
When she's singing, she's the
best,
Like nightingale's sound from the
nest.
She is whistling songs on the way,
I wish to hear them throughout the day.
She is whistling songs on the way,
I wish to hear them throughout the day.
Her hairs are black, brown and
some golden,
As shiny as silver molten.
Her gaze is strong to send me on
cloud nine,
I wish I wish, I could make her
mine.
Love is beautiful, love is life,
She's my world, she's my smile.
My heart is pumping her thoughts
into the blood,
Making me drown in the
emotional flood.
My love is strong to sense her
presence,
Be it an empty street or garden full
of flowery essence.
She came the next night in a
beautiful white gown,
Why did God make her so amazing
to turn my world upside down?
Her shoes are tapping sound on
the floor,
Whilst silence knocking on my heart’s
door.
She's too charming to resist,
I pull her closer holding her
wrists.
Her hair looks even prettier when
tied in a bun,
She's the brightest moon, she’s
the sun.
My life seems to pause at her
smile,
Splashing cheer like the river
Nile.
She's my day, she's my night,
Sends me in euphoria in a fairy flight.
Without her around, moments pass
like hours,
My patience is running out like
water through a broken jar.
Imagine how life would be,
without her glimpse to wash my eyes and see.
She's the soul for my body, like honey
for a bee.
Lucky would be the person to have
her in his life,
She would make the Universe's
most beautiful wife.
She inspires me to work hard,
Looks superbly gorgeous in blue-coloured nine yards.
Her mere presence makes me smile,
When she's not there, I become
fragile.
She's the one prevailing in my
mind,
The power of love is so divine.
When in trouble, you'll not have
to ask for help or borrow,
I'll stand by you, be it the happier
times or those of sorrow.
Wish she could become the woman
of my life,
But the unfortunate part is-
She's a dream of the morning at five.
She never came close & I
don't know how her touch would be,
But surely I can imagine what a
heaven it would be.
I always ponder how beautiful she
would be if she were for real,
Had she come across, I'd do acrobats
and aerial.
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