I could feel her breath as mine,
When she smiled, it was my heart that bursted with joy!
And when she wept, her tears rolled down into my heart
Her kisses kept the dryness away from my soul
I picked up all the words she freed from her soul
And i kept all of them in the golden casket of mine
She walked into my dreams,and i weaved a heaven for her...
For her to be mine and mine only.
There, the flowers bloomed for us,
And the streams sang the music of love
We touched the clouds, kissed the rainbows
And swung in the moon and hugged the stars
She sang the song my heart was longing for...
She poured her love into my soul
...She was my angel, my love and my life.
And the rhythm of my heart beats.
Now i gaze into the sea, all alone
My sorrow is as deep and vast as this sea
Or as far as the sky...
Nothing interests me now
I m lost , somewhere ...somewhere in the darkness
The colors disappeared!
The fragrance has gone
Leaving me alone in this solitude
And letting my soul to weep
Forever in this emptiness.
Love you always :)
Cheers,
Tressy.
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5 comments:
Tressy,
Almost read all of your posts...great writing yaar...u r now in a wrong place..Im eagerly waitin for ur next post and who is the lucky guy?Gimme a clue...
who is she?
Sounds eerily familir to Neruda....hope u were not inspired by him :) ....if you dont believe me check this out - http://ashwinrj.wordpress.com/2009/10/15/tonight-i-can-write-the-saddest-lines/
@muralee
oooh no! May be im the wrong person out there :)
lucky guy???
@sjRox
its just not about anyone. The she is somewat "my thoughts"
@Ashwin
no clue about this and didnt even noe abt this. Happy to see those words... aome kinda same band of imagination, rite?
Pablo Neruda was a chilean poet and revolutionary...He was known as the 'love poet' and is among the most admired romantic poets of all time !
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