Friday, August 26, 2011

WELCOME

Terrified a little, delighted a lot,
Can’t control my joy,yet fingers are crossed.

Forbearer of our love, love converted to life,
Once this life was ours, now I gave what was mine.

Welcoming the gift of GOD, so splendid yet so petite,
Blessed I am with a beautiful angel, who has our gift inside.

Can’t wait to see those first movements, those cries and the tiny smiles,
Can’t wait to see the resemblance, feeling so high in the sky.

My whole world seems to converge in them,
Feels rejuvenated; life found a new meaning through them.

Blissful will I be with those tiny first steps,
My hearts seems to melt of thinking what holds next.

Someone’s tiny hands, clinging to my fingers,
Looking up at me, these thoughts seldom gives me shivers.

Thanks my love my god and thanks for this soul,
Oh , how lucky will I be, to hold you in my arm.

Millions of dreams, millions of bliss,
Let’s welcome together our greatest gift.

Let’s tread the path holding our hands together,
Its call for a treat n toast lets party together.

My eyes are full with tears of joy,
Fascinated I am with the entire GODs ploy.

I open up my arms and welcome my part,
Oh my love lets love our baby till life will last.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

SHE DOESNT KNOW

She walks on the streets making heads turn around, with whistles blowing from somewhere,  
And her having no idea what the fuss is all about,
Yet she doesn’t know how beautiful she is for all trouble she makes around.

Her tussled hairs make her feels messy, that’s time when I like her most,
Those eyes peep through her silky hairs, with innocence and look of mocking disguise.

She doesn’t know how beautiful she is, as my heart skips with her playful strides,
She holds my hands and swings her arms, with gullibility to capture dreams in all her might.

That reflection of sunshine from her smooth skin, Makes her glow and blush like an angel,
Yet she tries to cover herself from my admiration, coz she doesn’t know how beautiful she is.

Like waves on beach comes and goes, she flutters her eyes asking those heavenly questions,
My nerves get uncontrolled with ardor and fervor,
She still gets confused for she doesn’t know how beautiful she is.

Like lighthouse lights up dark, her clothes shine her of aura she beholds,
Yet she tussles and fusses with her dress, for she still doesn’t realize how beautiful she is.

Cascade like pearls from waterfalls, as dewdrops from leaves that falls,
She thinks she is a mess when she cries, with tears drooping from her watery eyes,
Oh GOD for heaven’s sake please tells her she is more beautiful when she cries.


Those uncorrupt smiles and guiltless laughter, like a gentle wind flowing through the wood,
Creating the symphony and a harmony in my ears,
Still tries to control and doesn’t realize how beautiful she becomes, when she smiles.

The thump of her heart when she closely hugs me, yet restraint she shows murders me,
Alas!! Someone tell her to be free, coz there is nothing as beautiful for me as she.

The songs she hums and sings in her voice, swaying like a bird in trance to rhythmic rejoice,
The picture perfect symbol of Venus, Yet she stems herself for she doesn’t know how beautiful she is.

The truthfulness in her soul wonders me, how uncorrupt and pure someone can be,
She still wonders why I smile when I am with her,
It’s because I like her, I want her and I need her.
For all I only wish she can only know how beautiful she is.