Friday, 25 December 2009

My Beloved

An inseparable experience,
That is You for me.
I know Once I loved You,
And yet now.

The western wind brings Your smell,
The clouds make Your pictutre true.
The birds take Your message to me,
The setting sun listens to all.

Oh! Aphrodite the godess of love,
Bow your head; my Girl,
She is an incarnation of you
In this world.

I like to be with You always,
Even in the eternal world.
My Beloved, heart is opened for You,
The doors and windows.

One day You will feel my love,
Then come to me.
Waiting for the moment with You,
For You my Sweet-Heart.

1 comment:

  1. honing ones poetic instincts along with a dull civil service preparation is a laudable expedition..:P

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